Harbinger

(альбом: Fatalism - 2023)

I'm staring through the static
I'm sensing that we stand on unstable ground
My words fail me now
Show me what my eyes won't see
Show me what my mind won't believe
I'm struggling to peer through the fog
Do we all have to suffer to see we were born to bleed?

I'm picking up the loose ends
I'm digging to the roots through the soil
To see what is there for me
Tell me where the heartsick go
Tell me why we all still follow
I'm starting to see through it all
Do we all have to suffer to see we were born to bleed?

Knowing well we're soon to be
Just a feast for the crows to dine on

For the crows to dine on
Just a feast for the crows

I'm staring down the barrel
I'm cutting to the marrow
Right through the bones
Of a haven I once called home

Take me where the grass won't grow
Take me where the trees are hollow
I've been digging to the roots of all that I know

But it's still not enough to believe in the words we preach
(We burned every page of the book)
If we all turn our backs to the storm when the walls are breached
(And I still cannot bear to look)

When our burdens pull us over the edge
We'll fall fast enough to feel our lungs give out
As we float through the static and sound

Dead eyes stare through the veil
Pulse weakens, words fail me now
Except to say we're a lost cause