The Intake Of Glass - Acolyte | Текст песни

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Spineless
Spineless, I’ve lost my grasp on any sense of importance, no significance
In sense at all
I’ve become the plague that causes empires to fall
As I forfeit my life
For I beset the sun
Its light has passed from me
But still shines bright in your eyes
With unhindered passion
Become the son of fortune
I am the dark passenger
On your right of passage
Judgment has already been passed
Yearning for importance has placed you right in my hands (right in my hands)
I begin to tighten my grip
Right in my hands
You are my weapon
You are my weapon of mass destruction
So stay on your feet
As your blood flows through the streets
You are my weapon, my instrument of anger
I wield you first
You, the fist of god
They will find what we wrote
When the smoke clears from this ground
(Manipulation, decimation, mutilation on the grandest of scales)
(I am your) Unyielding, unwavering shadow
(I am your) Eternal Spectator
You’ll never break the ocean
You’ll never shatter the sea
With a heart full of anger
You will never be free

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