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• Artiste: Darkest Hour
• Titre: Transcendence
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There is no turning back From all the confines of regret Reminders of that day will haunt you Nights you never slept And every time you separate the body from the mind And look into yourself and see what you've left behind It's something you salvage through and pick the bones It's something you'll never stop searching for It's a self made misery It's a blatant blasphemy But all we need is a little transcendence to mead us But all we have is sedation that numbs all our senses The farther out you make it Beyond the absolute Onto another level can't take anything with you So calm for a split second before you Reconnect with the storm It's something you salvage through and pick the bones It's something you'll never stop searching for It's a self made misery It's a blatant blasphemy But all we need is a little transcendence to mend us But all we have is sedation that numbs all our senses It's a self made misery But you write your own history I wanna peel back this later Reveal my new skin to the open air I feel a cleansing wash over me And I'm finally able to breathe All we need is a little transcendence to mend us But all we have is sedation that numbs all our senses Transcendence to mend us