"Bound Dead" lyrics

"Bound Dead"

I can still see the light
I can still feel its presence
While you, withdraw it from me

Within, this casket, I lie in wait, to be unleashed
Disposed of, and left to rot, I am now, your "center piece"
Lies, have lead me down this road in the dark of night
Truth, will unhinge these doors and lead blinded men to sight

Through this conformity
We have formed a society
Seizing all liability
From our identities

Locked silent in this state, buried within the overgrowth
We are all confined, with nothing left to show

I find myself
I find myself
Buried within
I find myself

Awoke in a cold sweat, all disoriented
Take in your surroundings, and realize your fate

You find yourself
You find yourself
Tormented within
You'll find yourself

The air I breathe, does not constrain me
It lifts me up, and leads me from this fate
Beneath the seeds, there is a dream
Which has lead us all astray

All I see is fading, away
And everything I see, is fading

Read between the lines, and live

"I find myself" rising above these obstacles, and unleashing the tyrant
"I find myself" unearthing the torment, this icon represents

I can still see the light
Through this conformity
We have formed a society
Seizing all liabilities

All I see is fading, away
(Everything is fading away)
And everything I see, is fading


Writer(s): Eric Langlois, Matthew McGachy, Florent Mounier, Christian Donaldson, Alex Auburn
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