Time has ceased to pass
Damned
We are now a shadow
useless
Trees observe us
They see our decadence
They disown us
They don’t need us
Our destination is limbo
black tunnel
where we will remain
Falling back
decaying
Reborn in the shadows
regressing
On those bridges
Where there was life
pestilence and disease is breathed
From the ashes
If I could tell you
Trees observe us
They see our decadence
They disown us
They don’t need us
Our destination is limbo
black tunnel
where we’ll remain
From the ashes
If I could tell you
how I really feel
You gave us life
We reject it
An insane world
You wonder why?
Time has ceased to pass
Ancient prophets
Prophets of destiny
Suburbs
Bloody memories
to suffer
to depress
to hate
to suffer
to depress
to hate

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