Bind the Sacrifice - Seasons of Flies - Lyrics, Similar artists

Kishore Kumar Hits — Bind the Sacrifice - Seasons of Flies lyrics

Artist: Bind the Sacrifice

album: Phantasmagoria

I stand a broken, withered, tattered man
Hunched over, counting every grain of sand
I wait for Death to finally speak my name
Lifetimes of longing seem to me to be the same
I've burned, and burned until my skins blistered
I've felt the warmth of icy blades
I've choked and gasped while sinking towards the depths
I've maimed myself in seeking death
I won't let this be my existence for eternity
Bleeding and screaming, then breathing again
Ceaselessly living a life with no death
(Over and over and over again)
I keep killing myself but it won't fucking end
It won't end
I keep killing myself
Serving His dark, twisted bidding to killing
I slew the Goddess that suppressed His will
In Her last moments alive on this Earth
Bellowing softly, she seeded this curse
Needing a servant to serve as His host
I was to become His being engrossed
Proving Her cunning, She prolonged His rest
By making me worthless in halting my death
I've burned, and smoldered till I turned to ash
I've bled and dismembered my composition
I stand a broken, withered, tattered man
I wait for Death to finally speak my name
Death won't speak my name

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