Album Name : Insect Song
Release Date : 2004-05-18
Song Duration : 3:55
Beyond The Embrace ...Of Every Strain
Why can't I feel the life that I breathe?
Why am I so consumed?
Despair the face of every strain my thoughts are weak and torn
Reap what you have sewn
The flame that burns my heart is blown
I wear a face that hides my pain amidst my world of anger
How much longer can I remain, behind this mask of the damned
As I walk along this bacchanal of sin
It allows the darkness of my soul to fester within
Reap what you have sewn
My faith in life is gone
This world prepares a feverfeast that feeds the beast
Governed by the wayward souls of forgotten worlds
My world prepares a feverveast that feeds the beast
Spoken by the wayward souls, their forgotten words
I bide my time awaiting one final chance to reflect on the past
Of this disease I call my life
As I walk along this bacchanal of sin
It allows the darkness of my soul to fester within
Reap what you have sewn, my faith in life is gone
This world prepares a feverfeast that feeds the beast
Governed by the wayward souls of forgotten worlds
My world prepares a feverveast that feeds the beast
Spoken by the wayward souls, their forgotten words.
