Filth is Eternal - Zed Lyrics

Your cold read
Your cold face
You give me nothing

No proof
No feel

Only blood can carry the echoing wheel
In the advent
Through the sanguine song

Your bent lip
Your loose grip
Still, you give me nothing

Only blood can carry the echoing wheel
In the advent
Through the sanguine song
The mind will wake in death's dream
By that wheel

Drifting between the lines
All wax on wax themes

All hands
Shake
The bruised man
The ruined man
The dead man
From the dream running

All wax on wax themes

All hands
Break
The dead man
The dreaming man
The falling man
From the fall coming

Wax eye, centered
You give me nothing
The mind will wake in death's dream