Weathered Frame Songtext
von Incision

Sedated, false fed
You drown pleasantly, in my head
This splintered vision grasps
Upon a weathered frame
Another barren motive
Another life you take

Conjure a broken vow
Perdition is your fate now
Sound of sorrow

In time
Thoughts of an empty mind
We hear
Your last cry

Say my name, hear it fade
With this spade, I dig your grave


Black out the sun, separate the flesh from bone
A monument, falling down against cement
Descend, descend

Conjure a broken vow
Perdition is your fate now
Sound of sorrow

You′ll never find peace
You'll never find rest
You′ll never find peace
You'll never find rest
All the broken homes
Will weigh on your chest

You'll never find peace
You′ll never find rest
All the broken homes
Will weigh on your chest

You′ll never find peace
You'll never find rest
All the broken homes
Will weigh on your chest