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• Artiste: Abysmal Dawn
• Titre: The Lament Configuration
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You hold the keys to your perception Unlock the secrets hidden inside You sow the seeds of good intentions The ones you loved have left you behind A suicidal urge and lack of self-worth The sycophants ever alert Did as they said for most your life The reverence fed ignorance and lies You're dead inside And you believed you'd find redemption Elusive free-will was promised in life Beautiful dream; determination Disintegrates and drifts off to die You're dead inside Your dreams have all but died and left Crushed by the weight of your own desires The traps you laid yourself are finally tripped You thrived in chaos but that time has expired Lived in a world of vacuous fantasy Dismantled by the persistence of time The glowing hate; the center of tragedy The end you seek, not far behind The crumbling of the will Initiates the erosion of the soul The soulless cannot feel These waves of creeping madness taking hold A voice calls from beyond To embrace the anguish thriving uncontrolled Abandon what was lost And put an end to what they all have done The morbid fantasies The self-inflicted torment You long for agony just to feel alive You want this pain to never stop Carving lines into flesh You finally feel something more Your demons come to collect What remains of your soul Dismembered at your own behest A gruesome sight to behold And when there is nothing else left This hell is what you'll call home