I see that fire in your eyes
It burns the mind like candles
Language limited while every gut intinct punches into me
As the histories unfold
We're carried on a symphony of screaming souls
Writhing in controversy
It flavours the air that I breathe
And I will never leave this solitude
The decorated throne
These violent wounds are so familiar
When surrender is your everything
You're covered up with stones
So weak so powerless you're overthrown
Can I break through this abstract?
Without wounding me or you
I've been waiting for so long to seek the final truth
And I will never leave this solitude
The decorated throne
These violent wounds are so familiar
Writhing in controversy
It flavours the air that I breathe
And I will never leave this throne
Dessicated and alone
And I will never leave this solitude
The decorated throne
These violent wounds are so familiar
When surrender is your everything
You're covered up with stones

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