Текст песни Winter's Gate - Configured

Текст:

Unsure of how this shaped My consciousness deteriorates under the scheduled torture of this abysmal presence My voice continues to hold no power as it echoes into the nothing, the winds will silence The chronicle repeats itself once more, an endless cycle. Torment drifting for another assault, renewed is the cataclysm I have no fucking control of my decisions This Earth is nothing but a shell, hear the echo Flowing vitality corroded and pushed aside Make way for the victor that relies on guidance The seeker will not be allowed a chance of survival I will die configured of my own visions; somebody please tell me who the fuck I am My surroundings mean nothing and my goals seem so eschewed Hopelessness lies within, for how long will I feel strained? Leave me be Hear the echo This Earth is nothing but a shell, hear the echo Flowing vitality corroded and pushed aside Make way for the victor that relies on guidance The seeker will not be allowed a chance of survival Fuck this false reality, existence has taken a distorted form Abandon the precipice from which you stand on fall slave to the beloved system, cower in it’s grasp With the weight of existence carried on my shoulders, this cycle of dejection is too much to carry. I feel my weakness grow, drag myself along for another struggle in this corrupted world. Unsure of how this shaped My consciousness deteriorates under the scheduled torture of this abysmal presence My voice continues to hold no power as it echoes into the nothing, the winds will silence I will die configured of my own visions; somebody please tell me who the fuck I am My surroundings mean nothing and my goals seem so eschewed Hopelessness lies within, for how long will I feel strained?

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