Rowan (Deathcore) piosenki

Biding for us at the end of a globe, all the way keeps away Veiled by incomprehensibility, ad mockery We break our backs to walk on solid ground With broken backs, we slow to a... Crawl on knees and fists These years are long Crawl toward nothing, be al...

Heads lost Bodies found Lying on a front page Fables spun Blasting out of bullhorn jowls Filth slung Dapper stooges trading blows Weapons armed The distance painted red Far reaches fetched By antique light of phœnix fire Ripe hope seen from rotten...

Set fire to the streets and houses Take apart our kindling cities; Turn the walls to dirt What use have we of hollow things when all they hold is spite? Burn them into shells! Daggers of flame rip apart the skies Wicked lights reflected in just as wicke...

In a realm where calm was kilned We made our home and laid a stead Days unfold Many to sun Some to rain Others to rot Always to night Finally to rest Air so new that our minds were clear To chase invention and dilation We sailed 'round a star Gall...

I am high, broken, cast off, and ornery Lungs fuming frantic, tearing holes in my chest I strike out wild to the night searching for exhaustion That this time I would wear out and expire Sway through the lamps Parked along the slalom streets, tapping out...

We are prodigal spawn of survivors Gotten the scent of conquest Uprighting ourselves atop mountains We saw the distance bloom Treachery grew from the ground that we walked on Covered in shining gore We gazed too far inward and lost sight of reason Ba...

Amassing without mass beyond a mortal gaze Shades of non-atomic matter deform space When these so-called winds betray your favor You bow and pray that it's God's way Hear me: Now amongst the framework omnipresent Mathematical certainty Predictably, caus...

When I die, swaddle me Plant me under a seed I will grow into that tree I will live as changing leave 

The Earth does not spin - It is spun From man's modded gait - racing away Past yawning Day's red Rorschach shades On a fleeting chase Flat out, with no time to waste "Lo! You there, enlivened! Through your movements you do excel And likewise impress...

Memories, like phantoms in my head My stoneclad past come to haunt me Flow graciously through the eve A stream of notes in the dark They can't really be gone Kept held by a fool A fool entranced by a world that doesn't exist A place I've been but canno...

A mountain of hell with a mouth Limber and viscous It feeds on faith and grows enormous Despite its size, you never see it coming Drawn in Split apart Ground up Forgotten about A giant crater in the ground Countless rows of teeth made from our skyli...