Boundary Cycle - The Right Thing | Текст песни

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• Boundary Cycle
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Shades of grey, disfirgured people walking on
the edges of this hostile, crippled land
Made of clay, forgotten shades are lurking here,
Can't breath well, this endless wastes of white.

Cold, cold sea, living in denial
Shreds of long forgotten past haunt your every step
This dead realm is a giant false trial
Where victims creep and die with no sense

Kill my trust, it's ok, it's nothing,
I can't take much more, I think I'd better leave
Feel so low, clinging to the right thing,
Will you heal your grief? You're all alone.

And I conclude my hopeless breath will follow you.
Right here.
Transcending backwards, seems surreal.
It's touching, changing, twisting me.
Away

Kill my trust, it's ok, it's nothing,
I can't take much more, I think I'd better leave,
Feel so low, clinging to the right thing,
Will you heal your grief? You're all alone.

Blame my heart, for them, keep pretending.
Then you realized that you mind is bleak
Hold your fear, watching soul transcending
And I just comply to the weak

Cold, cold sea, living in denial
Shreds of long forgotten past haunt your every step
This dead realm is a just false trial,
Where victims creep and die with no sense.

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