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• Artiste: Mushroomhead
• Titre: UIOP (A Final Reprieve)
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Turn and face the jury It's time we plead our case to thee Failing to remember exactly how this came to be In night comes a shade only dreamed of by day Sentenced with a paragraph A hyperbolic epitaph The taste decays as we descend the endless days To feed and prey upon the fading fortunes of tomorrow The agony of all you fear, repeats itself into the mirror The mantras of the morbid Unbound (How do you plea?) Unwound (The verdict, please) Guilty by association Inside these walls we wait Suffering divided by seasons Bringing the hammer down Condemned beyond evidence of reason Life of concrete and iron We beg for a final reprieve Light the torch, and bear the shame Of those who cannot believe We became too big to fall so soft Too exposed to feel this lost Candy coated hammers pound at the back of our fading resolve To believe It all was a childish fever dream Too big to explore, too far to run and scream Bleeding day by day The wretched carcass on display Cast aside, and banished to the unknown Mistakes, we've made a few But what were we supposed to do? Beaten, torn, and tattered to the bone