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The Burial - Shackles and Ember текст песни

Исполнитель: The Burial

альбом: Lights and Perfections


This porcelain which drags me under,
Her poisonous grasp erodes my will.
My strength succumbs to selfish torture,
If only my mind would just be still.
This time I swore it'd be different,
I swore I had learned to cope.
With this match I had set to tinder,
With this ember on my lap.
The excuses I've made can't hold up any longer.
The promises made in vain are returning void to me.
Behind those eyes hides a weak and fragile soul.
Only longing for a place she could call home.
Living in this subjugated hell,
Taken advantage for every pain she felt.
Disgusted and shamed by the decisions I have made,
I turn to the place where my sin had in anguish been paid.
Father forgive me though I know just what I have done.
Teach me to walk with You as though we are but one!

In His great peace am I conceding,
That which would cast me from His face.
There is no foothold on my heart,
These shackles will no longer hold me down.

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