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This is the story of our lives, a tale as old as time
Passed down through generations
We work our fingers to the bone
This life is all we have and all we’ve ever known
In the shadow of these titans
Left to gather dust
Stainless steel leviathans
Consumed by rot and rust
From dawn to dusk we spend our days
Working our bodies to an early grave
Sing a song of breaking
Words of fire and unmaking
Swing the hammer, wield the axe
Ruined lives, reduced to worthless scrap
This is not the life we wanted
This is not what we were promised
These shattered skeletons of steel
Whose broken ribs now pierce the sky
Their metal skin, worn thin
By distance and by time
We work our fingers to the bone
This life is all we have and all we’ve ever known
Raise your hammers higher
Sing with every strike
Make your way down to the water
As the dawn begins to break
Life is short and death is cheap
In the shadow of these giants
Laid to rest upon the beach
Mired in the mud, and grounded on the sand
Paid for with our blood, broken by our hands
The more things change, the more they stay the same
In the belly of these behemoths
We spend our days
Picking the bones of forgotten gods
Rusting silent in their graves
Raise your hammers higher
Sing with every strike
Make your way down to the water
As the dawn begins dawn to break
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The Sunken Place
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Welcome, my friend, welcome to the end
Welcome to the sunken place
Where there is no salvation
And there is no escape
No-one will hear you screaming
Not quite dead, not truly dreaming
As you sink towards the bottom
Falling farther from the light
Into a nightmare neverending
Slowly sinking, still descending
Deeper and deeper and deeper we go, falling into the abyss
Weaker and weaker and weaker we grow, unable to resist
The chilling siren song
Telling us this is where we belong
If this is truly hell, it’s one we made all by ourselves
Oblivion now beckons, arms wide open to embrace
As we sink, succumb, surrender, to the call of the sunken place
Cold, and alone
Cold, and alone
Cold, and alone
Lost in the darkness
Cold and alone
A rictus smile upon your face
Staring out through glassy eyes
Windows to the soul still trapped inside
Oblivion now beckons, arms wide open to embrace
As we sink, succumb, surrender, to the call of the sunken place
The silence is deafening
A silence so loud
It swallows everything
And slowly drags you down
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Viktor Jonas Söderköping, Sweden
Sorrowful Melodic Death/Doom Metal from Sweden.
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