Vessel Deserted
๐ต 646 characters
โฑ๏ธ 2:11 duration
๐ ID: 9099172
๐ Lyrics
I've made it months, even years in solitude's embrace
And nothing has shown me what I cannot create
Stuck on this compendium of mortality, a line without a flaw
I can never bring the life back to his withered breast
Dead at 18 years, now my head's a fucking mess
Everyone is waiting for the end of the line, immutable truth
There is nothing that can take what is dead
There is nothing that can take what is dead and make it green
There is nothing that can take what is dead and convince it to grow
Vessel is deserted, capillaries dry
The world soldiers onward, the line is absolute
Vessel is deserted, capillaries dry
Dirt holds no sway over me
And nothing has shown me what I cannot create
Stuck on this compendium of mortality, a line without a flaw
I can never bring the life back to his withered breast
Dead at 18 years, now my head's a fucking mess
Everyone is waiting for the end of the line, immutable truth
There is nothing that can take what is dead
There is nothing that can take what is dead and make it green
There is nothing that can take what is dead and convince it to grow
Vessel is deserted, capillaries dry
The world soldiers onward, the line is absolute
Vessel is deserted, capillaries dry
Dirt holds no sway over me
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:03.71] I've made it months, even years in solitude's embrace
[00:07.47] And nothing has shown me what I cannot create
[00:09.92] Stuck on this compendium of mortality, a line without a flaw
[00:15.02] I can never bring the life back to his withered breast
[00:18.04] Dead at 18 years, now my head's a fucking mess
[00:20.56] Everyone is waiting for the end of the line, immutable truth
[00:26.99]
[00:36.87] There is nothing that can take what is dead
[01:08.39]
[01:10.69] There is nothing that can take what is dead and make it green
[01:29.61]
[01:33.08] There is nothing that can take what is dead and convince it to grow
[01:58.32] Vessel is deserted, capillaries dry
[02:01.02] The world soldiers onward, the line is absolute
[02:03.58] Vessel is deserted, capillaries dry
[02:06.08] Dirt holds no sway over me
[02:10.11]
[00:07.47] And nothing has shown me what I cannot create
[00:09.92] Stuck on this compendium of mortality, a line without a flaw
[00:15.02] I can never bring the life back to his withered breast
[00:18.04] Dead at 18 years, now my head's a fucking mess
[00:20.56] Everyone is waiting for the end of the line, immutable truth
[00:26.99]
[00:36.87] There is nothing that can take what is dead
[01:08.39]
[01:10.69] There is nothing that can take what is dead and make it green
[01:29.61]
[01:33.08] There is nothing that can take what is dead and convince it to grow
[01:58.32] Vessel is deserted, capillaries dry
[02:01.02] The world soldiers onward, the line is absolute
[02:03.58] Vessel is deserted, capillaries dry
[02:06.08] Dirt holds no sway over me
[02:10.11]