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• Artiste: Wrythe
• Titre: On Silent Wings
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One morning I opened my eyes to see That the earth had nothing more to offer me Serenely awaiting the end I'm biding my time Sedating myself Trying to fly With broken wings Leaving me frustrated In pure agony Won't you take me away On Silent Wings Instead I'm Condemned Sedating myself I am dead Yet somehow I'm still alive Rotting away from the inside Trying to fly With broken wings Leaving me frustrated In pure agony Won't you take me away On Silent Wings Instead I'm Condemned Sedating myself I can hear the earth scream As parasites devour her And pick her bones clean Our future's been taken by thieves Consumed by our fathers Devoured by greed Their fodder we are To receive As they reap the riches Of our misery We are welcomed into the world With shackles bound to our limbs And they will say to us Welcome to slavery Creation has dealt me lackluster existence On Silent Wings take me away