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Black Crown Initiate

Son Of War

 

Son Of War

(album: Violent Portraits Of Doomed Escape - 2020)


Crawl and shake
Wide awake
As this begins to mold and shape
A blistered form, a wound agape
A petulant void, humanity's wake
This violent portrait of doomed escape

A vile, useless son of war
Humiliate then beg for more
Each breath means less than ones before
But nothing takes him
Nothing takes him

Find a way
To turn away
Become the day
His world goes grey
A blistered form, a wound agape
A petulant void, humanity's wake
This violent portrait of doomed escape

A vile, useless son of war
Humiliate then beg for more
Each breath means less than ones before
But nothing takes him
Nothing takes him

To a place he's never seen before
Colored splendor fills the air
Mending traumas and the times before
Helplessness cut off all the air

Mark the face
But leave no trace
Of anything loved to ever replace
A constant chase
To no real place
There's no real place
There's no real place

To a place he's never seen before
Colored splendor fills the air
Mending traumas and the times before
Helplessness cut off all the air

And his future
He can't escape his future
They can't escape this future
He can't escape his future
They can't escape this future

Crawl and shake
Wide awake
As this begins to mold and shape
A blistered form, a wound agape
A petulant void, humanity's wake
This violent portrait of doomed escape

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