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Thy Art Is Murder

Everything Unwanted

 

Everything Unwanted

(album: Godlike - 2023)


Ice breaks from the shoreline
Weathered and wandering
Dreams of a distant life
Sink into sorrowed seas
Redemption but a grain of sand
In an ocean of heresy
Great is the loss of man
Bound to his tragedy

Blessed void
Welcome thee
A binding oath
To agony

Fail
Again
Forsaken
Creations
Fail
Again
Forsaken

The mould is cast (The mould is cast)
Never to break (Never to break)
Recycled forms (Recycled forms)
Of rotten flesh and putrid shapes
Echoes in ice (Echoes in ice)
Harken for flame (Harken for flame)
All that is righteous
Shall disintegrate

We are everything unwanted
Over and over we fall from grace
We are everything unwanted
Over and over our doom awaits

Blessed void
Welcome thee
A binding oath
To agony

Hopeless
Legions
Burning, violent annihilation
Crushed
Legions
Squirming
This forsaken creation

Forsaken creation

Forsaken

We are everything unwanted
Over and over we fall from grace
We are everything unwanted
Over and over our doom awaits

Everything unwanted
We fall from grace
Everything unwanted
Our tomb awaits

Return to the shoreline
Weathered from wandering
Memories of a better life
Left to drown in the sorrowed seas
Redemption but a fruitless wish
In an ocean of dying dreams
Great is the loss of man
Bound to his tragedy
A vow to all before me
Of might and flourishing flame
We share no life together
But we all burn the same

Death is but the great release
The breaker of the chains
Death is but the purest gift
To end this life of pain

Great is the loss of man
Bound to his tragedy

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