Only Ashes Remain
๐ต 697 characters
โฑ๏ธ 5:13 duration
๐ ID: 4408701
๐ Lyrics
Ripping my throat apart with my hands
Screaming in madness and gargling in blood
Breaking my fingernails peeling my skin off
A perfectly choerographed self hypnosis ritual
Reality fades as eyes become white
Chants are sung backwards and louder
Red velvet soaked in blood drowns the words that were written
Figures come forth from the wayes on the wall
A tongue of fire slithers down my head
Burning all that is conscious and real
And elightens me until ashes and faith remain
What I see shall be only ornaments for the Lord
What I speak shall be praise and truth of the Lord
What I build shall become tomb for the weak and the innocent
And they will vanish, never to sow their anemic seed again
Screaming in madness and gargling in blood
Breaking my fingernails peeling my skin off
A perfectly choerographed self hypnosis ritual
Reality fades as eyes become white
Chants are sung backwards and louder
Red velvet soaked in blood drowns the words that were written
Figures come forth from the wayes on the wall
A tongue of fire slithers down my head
Burning all that is conscious and real
And elightens me until ashes and faith remain
What I see shall be only ornaments for the Lord
What I speak shall be praise and truth of the Lord
What I build shall become tomb for the weak and the innocent
And they will vanish, never to sow their anemic seed again
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:45.92] Ripping my throat apart with my hands
[00:50.49] Screaming in madness and gargling in blood
[00:54.93] Breaking my fingernails peeling my skin off
[01:00.35] A perfectly choerographed self hypnosis ritual
[01:57.34] Reality fades as eyes become white
[02:04.68] Chants are sung backwards and louder
[02:11.83] Red velvet soaked in blood drowns the words that were written
[02:19.13] Figures come forth from the wayes on the wall
[02:23.74] A tongue of fire slithers down my head
[02:53.50] Burning all that is conscious and real
[03:14.38] And elightens me until ashes and faith remain
[04:19.57] What I see shall be only ornaments for the Lord
[04:30.32] What I speak shall be praise and truth of the Lord
[04:34.84] What I build shall become tomb for the weak and the innocent
[04:43.02] And they will vanish, never to sow their anemic seed again
[04:52.02]
[00:50.49] Screaming in madness and gargling in blood
[00:54.93] Breaking my fingernails peeling my skin off
[01:00.35] A perfectly choerographed self hypnosis ritual
[01:57.34] Reality fades as eyes become white
[02:04.68] Chants are sung backwards and louder
[02:11.83] Red velvet soaked in blood drowns the words that were written
[02:19.13] Figures come forth from the wayes on the wall
[02:23.74] A tongue of fire slithers down my head
[02:53.50] Burning all that is conscious and real
[03:14.38] And elightens me until ashes and faith remain
[04:19.57] What I see shall be only ornaments for the Lord
[04:30.32] What I speak shall be praise and truth of the Lord
[04:34.84] What I build shall become tomb for the weak and the innocent
[04:43.02] And they will vanish, never to sow their anemic seed again
[04:52.02]