歌词
Surround myself in the forming structures.
Expanding sonance through the broken ground.
I lose myself inside the waves of static.
Immerse myself within the walls of sound.
Dissonance is all
I hear. Dissonance is all too clear.
Hope is relapsing.
Faith is regressing.
The nails are driving into my cross.
Iron wrench in the gears of progress.
A present darkness washes over me.
Force myself to replay all the scenes within my mind.
Pointing fingers persecute the leaders of the