The Waning Window Songtext
von GOD SHELL

Hurt in verbatim
Death of a heart
Beaten by words
Forgotten loss

You died so young
At the hand of the young
You died so young
Trying to be saved


Billowing
Fire
Viewed
Through the waning window

Fingers edge grip
At the mercy of karma
Bless me with lashes
Of my razored tongue
Of my razored tongue

Culminating pain
Loss of sanity
Broken down
To a brain of dust