Young Rust Lyrics
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Album | Memories of Inexistence(2014) |
Type | Album (Studio full-length) |
Genres | Technical Death Metal |
Labels | Independent |
Album rating : 90 / 100
Votes : 1
Votes : 1
5. Young Rust (6:05)
This is absolution
When the morning bleaches
I watch the river die
In the course of my regrets
Where I seek forgiveness
There are no willing hearts to forgive
Before my probing eyes
Running undercurrent
Remorse's sovereign
And in my witching hour
That distant mirage revealed the end
This is a pain not felt
The cult of silence as a white weapon
Stitches together the fabric of our souls
I am the sum of evil
This guilt can't leave behind
The rope is loose around my neck
The seeds are scattered right where they fell
Beneath the surface bleeding
The forsaker still remains unseen
Mark the death of this solemn curse
Walk the path that never ends
Gasp the air from this passionate sigh
Supress the urge hopelessly enshrined
The leash of all my fears
(I am above the circle
entangled by despair)
Is held by denial
(I lure the inept receiver
Recycling loss again and again)
When the morning bleaches
She watches the river die
In the course of her regrets
Where she seeks forgiveness
There are no willing hearts to forgive
Behind the rust of our youth
The shroud of atonement
Is still draped over us
And above cycling waters
There will be air… too thin, too rare.
When the morning bleaches
I watch the river die
In the course of my regrets
Where I seek forgiveness
There are no willing hearts to forgive
Before my probing eyes
Running undercurrent
Remorse's sovereign
And in my witching hour
That distant mirage revealed the end
This is a pain not felt
The cult of silence as a white weapon
Stitches together the fabric of our souls
I am the sum of evil
This guilt can't leave behind
The rope is loose around my neck
The seeds are scattered right where they fell
Beneath the surface bleeding
The forsaker still remains unseen
Mark the death of this solemn curse
Walk the path that never ends
Gasp the air from this passionate sigh
Supress the urge hopelessly enshrined
The leash of all my fears
(I am above the circle
entangled by despair)
Is held by denial
(I lure the inept receiver
Recycling loss again and again)
When the morning bleaches
She watches the river die
In the course of her regrets
Where she seeks forgiveness
There are no willing hearts to forgive
Behind the rust of our youth
The shroud of atonement
Is still draped over us
And above cycling waters
There will be air… too thin, too rare.
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Memories of Inexistence - Lyrics
1. Cathiard Lyrics | 2. Anticipation Lyrics |
3. Mother Soil Lyrics | 4. Inexistents Lyrics |
▶ 5. Young Rust Lyrics | 6. Immaculate Lyrics |
7. A Greater Freedom Lyrics |
Memories of Inexistence - Album Credits
Members
- Luiz Felipe Netto : Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Programming
- Igor Meira : Guitars