It's deaths intention We pass through the certain awaits Upholding the pleasures at hand God given traits
Living with scars
Through bleak accession We task through disaster we face In fear of rejection we stand God given grace
To live again Taken by the ones we force Without a solitary reason It’s like solace from the shade
Don't see it any other way It’s deaths inception we must take
With dark intention A passing the certain awaits Withholding pleasures At hand all that gods given drained
Living with scars Living with scars
Taken by the ones we force Without a solitary reason Taken by the ones we force It’s like solace from the shade Without a solitary reason It’s like solace from the shade