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• Artiste: Strongarm
• Titre: More Bitter Than Death
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I refuse to shudder in the face of sacrifice Undying, the legacy of truth shines through adversity The furnace of affliction could not absolve it And you in your high chair comfort Stagnant thoughts, the accolades of arrogance Wear them like a crown Heart painted scarlet and your followers follow you down Now drown in your contradictions turned religion It's beauty will be consumed by the grave For death is to feed on these things And more, the power which they have given you will cease Still more bitter than death Is to walk in silence Is to die discontent Is to gaze in the eyes of your maker And to no love, only resentment This is more bitter than death itself I've seen the face of redemption, I've closed my eyes I've felt the hand of grace, mend my broken heart I've pierced my savior's sidefeel, with deceit and lies In the mist of betrayal, still repentance waits And this I resolved within myself My adversary will no longer be my master For this I weep bitterly in the night I sought shelter in sleep but, sleep is restless without hope I looked for a thread of hope, but he was frail, laid, fabric Slowly, wearing I have no use for remorse save for learning Slowly, wearing I have no use for remorse yet, it consumes me