Silence the Yearning - Rivers of Biterness | Текст песни

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• Silence the Yearning
• Rivers of Biterness

existence
running deeper
deeper than the furrows
in the rock of gray mountains
cold
trapped in waves of roman water
thick from layers of salt

burning through my soul and armour
to quench the growth of my
lies
they feed the fire inside me
inside my innocent
desire
to cut my fingers off and bleed

False flags
are the bearers of truth.
Darkness
is the bearer of light

false prophets
are the key to salvation

Cutting myself through the rivers of bitterness
while praying for more
My false god of hate
I pray to you for pain
may you never release me
for liberty is a cellar without wine