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• Artiste: Fit For An Autopsy
• Titre: Mourn
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Will they mourn for me? A dying memory Will they mourn for me? A dying memory This shall not pass The grip of guilt sinks its claws in your back The light retracts Unforgiving and black I see the face of destruction Our soil never settles Our conscience never clean Our prayers are nothing but empty apologies One with the worms That crawl in the dirt Comfort in the embrace of snakes My father, my plague Old ghosts of agony Will they mourn for me? A dying memory Will they mourn for me? A dying memory This shall not pass The stain of grief on eyes of glass A man who only knows his path Will walk alone And bury his soul for sanity Our soil never settles Our conscience never clean Our prayers are nothing but empty apologies Love is not stronger than death Lightless, we sift through the silence Secretly begging for rest The hope we resist As IVs drip A conciseness of the waiting rooms' emptiness Comfort in the embrace of snakes My father, my plague Blinded by rage Darkness our only escape Bloodletting, sealing our fate Unforgiven Love is not stronger than death Another hospital, another year of regret Buried in the pain of my past Old ghosts of agony A dying memory Will they mourn for me? A dying memory Will they mourn for me? A dying memory