Blood In The Apple
๐ต 938 characters
โฑ๏ธ 5:18 duration
๐ ID: 12631178
๐ Lyrics
I look into the dark pool of suffering
And I'm transfixed in its stare
Like a moth lured into a universe screaming
As death comes alive in its godless air
Watched it steal succor from my sleep
With dreams conceived in a poisoned womb
Suffer me tears of anger to weep
And eyes that feel like open wounds.
They say home's a place that ends a journey
Mine's just a picture gone up in flames
Burning in homage to another mans memory
A guiltless being who once held my name.
And now you see me, cos you're me
Today's victim of yesterdays 'war.
I heeded not your cries for mercy
Coz every gatekeeper of hell, is sometimes the door.
Fed on fruit from the desert, a bush laden with hate
crazed by a sorrow that like poison cuts thru my veins.
I swung my sword, I glimpsed his forked tongue too late
There's blood in the apple & nothing to gain
except...
maybe...
one more ripple in the circle of pain
one more cripple in the circle of pain
again.
And I'm transfixed in its stare
Like a moth lured into a universe screaming
As death comes alive in its godless air
Watched it steal succor from my sleep
With dreams conceived in a poisoned womb
Suffer me tears of anger to weep
And eyes that feel like open wounds.
They say home's a place that ends a journey
Mine's just a picture gone up in flames
Burning in homage to another mans memory
A guiltless being who once held my name.
And now you see me, cos you're me
Today's victim of yesterdays 'war.
I heeded not your cries for mercy
Coz every gatekeeper of hell, is sometimes the door.
Fed on fruit from the desert, a bush laden with hate
crazed by a sorrow that like poison cuts thru my veins.
I swung my sword, I glimpsed his forked tongue too late
There's blood in the apple & nothing to gain
except...
maybe...
one more ripple in the circle of pain
one more cripple in the circle of pain
again.
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:28.02] I look into the dark pool of suffering
[00:35.50] And I'm transfixed in its stare
[00:43.55] Like a moth lured into a universe screaming
[00:52.61] As death comes alive in its godless air
[01:00.87] Watched it steal succor from my sleep
[01:10.51] With dreams conceived in a poisoned womb
[01:18.56] Suffer me tears of anger to weep
[01:26.78] And eyes that feel like open wounds.
[01:35.79] They say home's a place that ends a journey
[01:45.67] Mine's just a picture gone up in flames
[01:53.30] Burning in homage to another mans memory
[02:03.53] A guiltless being who once held my name.
[02:20.21] And now you see me, cos you're me
[02:27.91] Today's victim of yesterdays 'war.
[02:36.68] I heeded not your cries for mercy
[02:44.80] Coz every gatekeeper of hell, is sometimes the door.
[02:53.35] Fed on fruit from the desert, a bush laden with hate
[03:02.45] crazed by a sorrow that like poison cuts thru my veins.
[03:12.65] I swung my sword, I glimpsed his forked tongue too late
[03:19.95] There's blood in the apple & nothing to gain
[03:38.08] except...
[04:50.82] maybe...
[04:55.92] one more ripple in the circle of pain
[05:04.03] one more cripple in the circle of pain
[05:12.78] again.
[05:16.23]
[00:35.50] And I'm transfixed in its stare
[00:43.55] Like a moth lured into a universe screaming
[00:52.61] As death comes alive in its godless air
[01:00.87] Watched it steal succor from my sleep
[01:10.51] With dreams conceived in a poisoned womb
[01:18.56] Suffer me tears of anger to weep
[01:26.78] And eyes that feel like open wounds.
[01:35.79] They say home's a place that ends a journey
[01:45.67] Mine's just a picture gone up in flames
[01:53.30] Burning in homage to another mans memory
[02:03.53] A guiltless being who once held my name.
[02:20.21] And now you see me, cos you're me
[02:27.91] Today's victim of yesterdays 'war.
[02:36.68] I heeded not your cries for mercy
[02:44.80] Coz every gatekeeper of hell, is sometimes the door.
[02:53.35] Fed on fruit from the desert, a bush laden with hate
[03:02.45] crazed by a sorrow that like poison cuts thru my veins.
[03:12.65] I swung my sword, I glimpsed his forked tongue too late
[03:19.95] There's blood in the apple & nothing to gain
[03:38.08] except...
[04:50.82] maybe...
[04:55.92] one more ripple in the circle of pain
[05:04.03] one more cripple in the circle of pain
[05:12.78] again.
[05:16.23]