Know//suffer - Slaves Lyrics

Listening to sand pass through an hour glass
Feeling tension grow thicker
Knife against the neck
Swat trigger pressure on a sniper finger
They say it feels like a fast moving fever
We worship that caliber kiss then it's off to the table
Celebrate
Mourn
Dispute
Everything went down a gone path
I'm a Graveminded man
Riding Stockholm waves drowning in short-lived highs
Sons of men slaves to the Boy
All that was wanted was postmortem prayers
Promises fell away as bridges collapsed
We acted with no remorse
Feel the cold of the blood in the heat of the tub mix
Time slips down the drain
Stepping on the same rakes
Tripping over the same mistakes
I can't breathe again