"The Wretched Living" lyrics
At first we were torn apart
By the totalitarian
Omnipresent regime
Forced to hide
Forced to wait
For a time to safely escape
We watched our families, being executed
Butchered and then buried, inches away
Our unexpected fortunes
Belittled by what would happen today
Alas, we were separated
But we later found each other
In the Promised Land
No sanctum
The unholy malignancy devoured them both so slowly
Our loved ones tortuously faded right before our eyes
With our hands linked tight
We somehow managed to endure
What began as a budding friendship
Began to blossom
A second wind prompted us
To begin again
And towards a new life we were thrust
To simple abode which we shared
But as the years trickled by
We were simply forgotten
Those whom we, sacrificed
So much for, had abandoned us
The curse of the wretched living
Our bodies began to whither
But at least we had each other
The painful memories
From our past
Made what would come
That much harder
A pact was born
A plan was set
Would eighteen floors
Be high enough
When the morning came
I helped her out from her chair
And held her hand
Taking in the late October air
We made our way
Up onto the railing
We embraced, one last time
And together we leapt to die
Bound in
Rigor Mortis
For all
Eternity
At least until they pried us apart
By the totalitarian
Omnipresent regime
Forced to hide
Forced to wait
For a time to safely escape
We watched our families, being executed
Butchered and then buried, inches away
Our unexpected fortunes
Belittled by what would happen today
Alas, we were separated
But we later found each other
In the Promised Land
No sanctum
The unholy malignancy devoured them both so slowly
Our loved ones tortuously faded right before our eyes
With our hands linked tight
We somehow managed to endure
What began as a budding friendship
Began to blossom
A second wind prompted us
To begin again
And towards a new life we were thrust
To simple abode which we shared
But as the years trickled by
We were simply forgotten
Those whom we, sacrificed
So much for, had abandoned us
The curse of the wretched living
Our bodies began to whither
But at least we had each other
The painful memories
From our past
Made what would come
That much harder
A pact was born
A plan was set
Would eighteen floors
Be high enough
When the morning came
I helped her out from her chair
And held her hand
Taking in the late October air
We made our way
Up onto the railing
We embraced, one last time
And together we leapt to die
Bound in
Rigor Mortis
For all
Eternity
At least until they pried us apart
