I Sever

(альбом: Cycle Of Suffering - 2020)

I shed this skin like a weightless veil wrapped around a statue
I flooded the past to see what would surface
And there was nothing to hold onto
Familiar hands reached out to pull me to the ground
The knife in my back was the jewel in your crown

Misplaced dependency
A slave to the anxiety
But distance doesn't always make those faces fade
I am torn in two
Can't distinguish the lies from truth
Cut through this world that I am attached to

Cohort to bane
I sever, I sever
Crooked reflection
Disposed to separate
Cohort to bane
I sever, I sever
Crooked reflection
I'll cut the cord completely

Remnants of the past resound
Never too late to burn those bridges down

Cohort to bane
I sever, I sever
Crooked reflection
Disposed to separate
Cohort to bane
I sever, I sever
Crooked reflection
I'll cut the cord completely

Here I now lay this to rest
Fare thee well, my ally
Feels like I may drift forever
On this fire I will burn
Here I now lay this to rest
Fare thee well, my ally
Feels like I may drift forever