Feel the strain of the unbreak permanence of this place
Think about what they said on the way
Nothing that was lived made sense
Release these chains

I am taken once again in a ditch
And they count their dirt souls
Plucking pieces, just letting out
The screams, dead signal inside the hole

Above the wrath, there should be with space
Above the wrath should be felt the strain
Above the wrath, there should be with space
Above the wrath should be felt the strain

Why do you pray at the time that you contradict what you say?
Look at carrions that stink at your side
And the vultures that insist on staying
Release these chains

I am taken once again in a ditch
And they count their dirt souls
Plucking pieces, just letting out
The screams, dead signal inside the hole

Above the wrath, there should be with space
Above the wrath should be felt the strain
Above the wrath, there should be with space
Above the wrath should be felt the strain

I am taken once again in a ditch
And they count their dirt souls
Plucking pieces, just letting out
The screams, dead signal inside the hole

I am taken once again in a ditch
And they count their dirt souls
Plucking pieces, just letting out
The screams, dead signal inside the hole

Above the wrath, there should be with space
Above the wrath should be felt the strain
Above the wrath, there should be with space
Above the wrath should be felt the strain