My subconscious state of being fused with the horrors of which my eyes perceive
When does tomorrow begin when the hurt of yesterday has yet to leave
The smallest likelihood of seeing tomorrow
The desecration of all those who flee
A violent detrimental time for our species
They cannot run
Walls are black
Sanctuary of sleep hasn't found its way
Obfuscated state of mind
This nightmare, not confined to night
My brothers and my sisters painfully stripped of their essence
Their bones become shrouded in smoke
Making martyrs of the young as the ash coats my lungs
Over my shoulder, they rain from above
Love will prevail, but no love will ever undo this hell
Level the lands
Carpet bomb the sands
No one gets out
Blood will soak all hands
Progeny be damned
Bloodline complete
Killing the weak
Cull the meek
There is no savior on the path you seek
Indiscriminate
Hate
You're far too late
You better hope they open the gates as I kiss this seal on your fate
The victor writes the story (the victor writes the story)
Tomorrow's youth will celebrate (celebrate)
If a bomb drops in the forest, does it make a sound (in the forest, does it make a sound)
A sound only the dead will know
Indigo Ice - Progenial Martyrdom Lyrics
Indigo Ice - Progenial Martyrdom Lyrics
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My subconscious state of being fused with the horrors of which my eyes perceive
When does tomorrow begin when the hurt of yesterday has yet to leave
The smallest likelihood of seeing tomorrow
The desecration of all those who flee
A violent detrimental time for our species
They cannot run
Walls are black
Sanctuary of sleep hasn't found its way
Obfuscated state of mind
This nightmare, not confined to night
My brothers and my sisters painfully stripped of their essence
Their bones become shrouded in smoke
Making martyrs of the young as the ash coats my lungs
Over my shoulder, they rain from above
Love will prevail, but no love will ever undo this hell
Level the lands
Carpet bomb the sands
No one gets out
Blood will soak all hands
Progeny be damned
Bloodline complete
Killing the weak
Cull the meek
There is no savior on the path you seek
Indiscriminate
Hate
You're far too late
You better hope they open the gates as I kiss this seal on your fate
The victor writes the story (the victor writes the story)
Tomorrow's youth will celebrate (celebrate)
If a bomb drops in the forest, does it make a sound (in the forest, does it make a sound)
A sound only the dead will know
When does tomorrow begin when the hurt of yesterday has yet to leave
The smallest likelihood of seeing tomorrow
The desecration of all those who flee
A violent detrimental time for our species
They cannot run
Walls are black
Sanctuary of sleep hasn't found its way
Obfuscated state of mind
This nightmare, not confined to night
My brothers and my sisters painfully stripped of their essence
Their bones become shrouded in smoke
Making martyrs of the young as the ash coats my lungs
Over my shoulder, they rain from above
Love will prevail, but no love will ever undo this hell
Level the lands
Carpet bomb the sands
No one gets out
Blood will soak all hands
Progeny be damned
Bloodline complete
Killing the weak
Cull the meek
There is no savior on the path you seek
Indiscriminate
Hate
You're far too late
You better hope they open the gates as I kiss this seal on your fate
The victor writes the story (the victor writes the story)
Tomorrow's youth will celebrate (celebrate)
If a bomb drops in the forest, does it make a sound (in the forest, does it make a sound)
A sound only the dead will know
Writer: Ian Docherty, Spencer Brown, Mike Mazury
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: Indigo Ice
Language: English
Length: 3:19
Written by: Ian Docherty, Spencer Brown, Mike Mazury