I woke up in a sweat
Feverish, when the faults of some have fallen
I was reluctanted to be sad
To turn into coal
I'm recall the soft timbre of the whispersof these still people
And the black sand of your body started to slide
I found myself at your side
Smear ashes over your brow
I saw in your face when you thought we’re the same
To Bury yourself in tar and preserved you
Endless debris riddling your lungs, lingering over every pore
Decorated with a bitter face
Reaching the heights
Until the madness
Of the undertow
I imagined overcoming it and I fell to my knees before the endless truth
Now I know, now we know
The remainder of my humanity is drifting through the COLD
credits
from Tales Of Woe,
track released September 27, 2023
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