Invidia

(альбом: Cycle Of Suffering - 2020)

Cold lungs inflate with a burn
Displaced at every turn
Desperate to maintain
Some semblance of dignity
And we all fight wars
That can't be seen
Solemnly, and we suffer
Like the martyrs we are

All I hear is
A never-ending plea
Drained and pulled in
To our own misery

And we've forgotten, it seems
Everyone's alone and everyone bleeds
We're haunted by the thoughts more than the

Toil, tired of being alone
And the fingers you've worn to the bone
Are feeble, yet clawing for more
Yet, you wish it all away

Like embers burning
A captious voice within
Scarred and frail
Breaking through tender skin
And what we already have
We hardly deserve
Yet, our hands are outstretched
Like the beggars we are

And we've forgotten, it seems
Everyone's alone and everyone bleeds
We're haunted by the thoughts more than the

Toil, tired of being alone
And the fingers you've worn to the bone
Are feeble, yet clawing for more
Yet, you wish it all away

Some will acknowledge their own descent
And some will drown amidst their own contempt

Contempt!

I look for the cracks to find an escape
Somewhere to take a moment to catch my breath
All I find is flaws in myself and others
Awaking demons screaming, "I am here"

Yeah!

Tired of being alone
And the fingers you've worn to the bone
Are feeble, yet clawing for more
Yet, you wish it all away