[ti:End of the Rope]
[ar:Draconian]
[al:A Rose For The Apocalypse]
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[00:11.81]End of the Rope - Draconian
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[01:08.10]All the misery you create,
[01:11.88]and all the pain you shape...
[01:16.00]You are not to blame, my friend.
[01:18.88]Somebody filled your empty page.
[01:22.69]
[01:24.38]Shaped as we silently wept,
[01:28.28]confined (as) transformation begins.
[01:32.08]The table was set and then we slept
[01:36.07]as architects of time
[01:39.67]
[01:55.95]So much grief behind the fa ade
[02:00.21]and symptoms of certain demise.
[02:04.30]We drown in fragrant illusions,
[02:08.24]illusions of right and wrong.
[02:11.03]
[02:12.26]We clench to a lustful saint
[02:16.04]digging graves on top of our lives.
[02:20.23]Stuffed with values til we choke,
[02:23.80]I guess we've reached the end of the rope
[02:28.37]
[02:59.53]Through the mist, in the haze,
[03:07.40]the impending doom's upon us
[03:15.45]The dividing blade of nature
[03:22.30]and man severed our callow breath
[03:30.62]
[03:33.40]The sun will set,
[03:39.37]set on the blindfolded
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[04:04.22]The self-appointed guardians
[04:08.11]are scratching at my door.
[04:11.92]We kiss their venomous lips
[04:16.16]and join the hallowed parade.
[04:19.98]
[04:20.46]Flying on paralyzed wings
[04:24.42]wondering who we should be
[04:27.95]As tyranny becomes normality;
[04:32.06]We hang at the end of the rope
[04:36.31]
[04:51.60]Through the mist, in the haze,
[04:59.47]the impending doom's upon us
[05:07.30]The dividing blade of nature
[05:14.35]and man severed our callow breath
[05:22.47]
[05:25.26]The sun will set,
[05:31.34]set on the blindfolded
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