Deformed Lyrics

All life grows
Seed to deceased
And in the process
Tragedies will occur

Tragedies, the ill-fated fragments
Defining our tree of life, till death!

All life starts
With a myriad of chances
Every choice kills some
Yet is origin of others

Chances, translated possibilities
Defining our tree of life, till death!

Like trees rise to the light
Man needs light to grow
Like day needs night to be
Man needs to revert to grow

Like the branch holding life
Will it hold and give another chance
Or will it break and end existence
Only leaving the tree scarred
And broken bones down below

All life ends... Deformed

Unlike a deformed tree, still striving for light
Misfortune might end man's growth
A collapse of chances
When hurt and grief strangle all hope
All life ends... Deformed

Deformed – fragmented reality
Deformed – culture of denial
Deformed – projected pain
Deformed – life without hope

Life ends with a rope, or a ceased crimson stream
Life ends without air, nor heartbeat
Life ends without the will to live, devoid of hope
All life ends... Deformed