The Blade Draws More
๐ต 749 characters
โฑ๏ธ 4:41 duration
๐ ID: 13434022
๐ Lyrics
Heralding the end of punishment
Left alone again within myself
We escaped confines of inked pools of suffering
To mend into a new monster
Only to discern a distant voice
Mining for past icy wombs
A barbed hurricane wried in chaos
Riding the knife's edge of lunacy
Entitled to nothing, but screaming for it all
Tearing up our open wounds
These words mean nothing
Writhing snakes and bottomless ladders descending
You oozing pustule
Shit frosting on a fetid cake
Answering them empty winds
Prolongs the torments of human scum
Course the canopy to throttle them
To hell between finger and thumb
And though I live to be eviscerated again
Shearing skin off my body
My words mean nothing
Screams of the dying
The blade draws more
And answers to nobody
Left alone again within myself
We escaped confines of inked pools of suffering
To mend into a new monster
Only to discern a distant voice
Mining for past icy wombs
A barbed hurricane wried in chaos
Riding the knife's edge of lunacy
Entitled to nothing, but screaming for it all
Tearing up our open wounds
These words mean nothing
Writhing snakes and bottomless ladders descending
You oozing pustule
Shit frosting on a fetid cake
Answering them empty winds
Prolongs the torments of human scum
Course the canopy to throttle them
To hell between finger and thumb
And though I live to be eviscerated again
Shearing skin off my body
My words mean nothing
Screams of the dying
The blade draws more
And answers to nobody
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:27.92] Heralding the end of punishment
[00:32.63] Left alone again within myself
[00:38.85] We escaped confines of inked pools of suffering
[00:47.06] To mend into a new monster
[00:52.77] Only to discern a distant voice
[00:57.99] Mining for past icy wombs
[01:05.68] A barbed hurricane wried in chaos
[01:12.02] Riding the knife's edge of lunacy
[01:16.72] Entitled to nothing, but screaming for it all
[01:24.18] Tearing up our open wounds
[01:30.88] These words mean nothing
[01:34.20] Writhing snakes and bottomless ladders descending
[01:42.90] You oozing pustule
[01:48.86] Shit frosting on a fetid cake
[01:57.41]
[02:48.83] Answering them empty winds
[02:53.76] Prolongs the torments of human scum
[02:57.62] Course the canopy to throttle them
[03:06.35] To hell between finger and thumb
[03:14.23]
[03:38.05] And though I live to be eviscerated again
[03:44.08] Shearing skin off my body
[03:50.37] My words mean nothing
[03:56.06] Screams of the dying
[04:00.47] The blade draws more
[04:09.36] And answers to nobody
[04:16.92]
[00:32.63] Left alone again within myself
[00:38.85] We escaped confines of inked pools of suffering
[00:47.06] To mend into a new monster
[00:52.77] Only to discern a distant voice
[00:57.99] Mining for past icy wombs
[01:05.68] A barbed hurricane wried in chaos
[01:12.02] Riding the knife's edge of lunacy
[01:16.72] Entitled to nothing, but screaming for it all
[01:24.18] Tearing up our open wounds
[01:30.88] These words mean nothing
[01:34.20] Writhing snakes and bottomless ladders descending
[01:42.90] You oozing pustule
[01:48.86] Shit frosting on a fetid cake
[01:57.41]
[02:48.83] Answering them empty winds
[02:53.76] Prolongs the torments of human scum
[02:57.62] Course the canopy to throttle them
[03:06.35] To hell between finger and thumb
[03:14.23]
[03:38.05] And though I live to be eviscerated again
[03:44.08] Shearing skin off my body
[03:50.37] My words mean nothing
[03:56.06] Screams of the dying
[04:00.47] The blade draws more
[04:09.36] And answers to nobody
[04:16.92]