"Blood Echo" lyrics
"Blood Echo"
Once given a message
To rise from the wreckage
They say that the author
Is dead in the water
The beasts of our darkest nights
Are coming to life
They're cutting into our spines
And twisting the knife
Plagues falling from the sky
Pull the wool over my eyes
Slaves to a dying light
Without the courage to fight
Plagues falling from the sky
Pull the wool over my eyes
Slaves to a dying light
Without the courage to fight
A violent reckoning
The silence deafening
Hide from the storm, under the floor
A prisoner of war
Becoming deformed from all of the thorns
Nothing to live for
Never more, your body is worn
A story so forlorn, but no life to mourn
The fabric's torn
Losing your grip, a sinking ship
As you drown in it
The water within soaks into the skin
Just like every sin you commit
There's no medicine to cure all your ailments
So open up and give in
Plagues falling from the sky
Pull the wool over my eyes
Slaves to a dying light
Without the courage to fight
Plagues falling from the sky
Pull the wool over my eyes
Slaves to a dying light
Without the courage to fight
Once given a message
To rise from the wreckage
They say that the author
Is dead in the water
No, no hope for us
Sacrificing the human race for your personal gain
Taking away everything that makes us feel alive
We are servants to the hive
Slaving away until we decay
Fade into nothingness
Just to be replaced
Plagues falling from the sky
Pull the wool over my eyes
Slaves to a dying light
Without the courage to fight
Plagues falling from the sky
Pull the wool over my eyes
Slaves to a dying light
Without the courage to fight
Writer(s): Andrew Cizek, Nik Popovic
- AZLyrics
- T
- Termina Lyrics
album:
"Dysphoria" (2021)
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