Delo Truda - Broken Koan | Текст песни

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our whole lives have been spent awaiting the earthquake, shake the chains o so that we can build a brand new conciousness
but the aftershock leaves us convulsing, and writhing,
barely hanging on all of the obligations a futile slap in the face of freedom
all of the hearts that once beat for us
beat no more
and all of our wounds that once bled bleed no more
and all of the sickness, and nausea, the anguish and pain
collateral damage, from the struggle with self-hate
all of the paths we’ve trodden, overgrown by the attempts to satiate the discontentment thats permeates our skin
like a riverbed, in a thaw overwhelmed by water, it rears its ugly head
forcing us to seek out shelter in theogical security blankets that we pull up to our eyes so that we can’t see the sea that lies ahead
or the ferryman who points us in the right direction, but leaves us to discover the path that will be best for us alone

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