Eschaton Songtext
von Within Oblivion
Eschaton Songtext
Watch the flame burn
Eaten by the sun
Our own creation eats us alive
Looking down with disdain at the state of our race
See the intention
When you stare in the face
The humans are coming
Brought by unknown
Bring dust back to dust
Dedication to (dirt)
Frames
So sickly
They′re tearing the throats from the goats before dawn
Gouge our own eyes
Blind
Misusing
The influence of puppets we made from our skin
Born from sin
Born from sin
Born from sin
Bloodshed
To fill the void
For demons of lust
Pour gasoline in my stomach
Light myself up like a star in the night
Burn my body as I plummet
Cut our own hands with the blade of unjust
Eating away
At ourselves
A tooth for a tooth
A life for a life
Is this justice or murder
Cogs in the mech grinding our flesh
A small corner of the universe
Holds all our suffering
Voices that only make sense to us
Echos in the void of despair
Show no fear
There is no hope for us here
Save your tears
Time to bleed
For your sins against man
Erase your mind
Silent mimes
Controlled by ignorance
Open your eyes
To open lies
Eating away at ourselves
Eat
Eat
Gorge
Gorge
Feast feast
Feast feast
Feast
Taste the gristle
Feast feast
Feast feast
Eat
Feast feast
Feast feast
Feast
Taste the gristle
Feast feast
Feast feast
Eat
Fall into the pit of all consuming
Scorch the hills with leagues of fire
Eaten by the sun
Our own creation eats us alive
Looking down with disdain at the state of our race
See the intention
When you stare in the face
The humans are coming
Brought by unknown
Bring dust back to dust
Dedication to (dirt)
Frames
So sickly
They′re tearing the throats from the goats before dawn
Gouge our own eyes
Blind
Misusing
The influence of puppets we made from our skin
Born from sin
Born from sin
Born from sin
Bloodshed
To fill the void
For demons of lust
Pour gasoline in my stomach
Light myself up like a star in the night
Burn my body as I plummet
Cut our own hands with the blade of unjust
Eating away
At ourselves
A tooth for a tooth
A life for a life
Is this justice or murder
Cogs in the mech grinding our flesh
A small corner of the universe
Holds all our suffering
Voices that only make sense to us
Echos in the void of despair
Show no fear
There is no hope for us here
Save your tears
Time to bleed
For your sins against man
Erase your mind
Silent mimes
Controlled by ignorance
Open your eyes
To open lies
Eating away at ourselves
Eat
Eat
Gorge
Gorge
Feast feast
Feast feast
Feast
Taste the gristle
Feast feast
Feast feast
Eat
Feast feast
Feast feast
Feast
Taste the gristle
Feast feast
Feast feast
Eat
Fall into the pit of all consuming
Scorch the hills with leagues of fire
Writer(s): Ralph Servin, Arthur Spear Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
