Time collects the sharpest knives
Raise my prison built by crimson
The formation of
An impenetrable facade
Drowned demonkin
In a battle, to survive
It's tied to a seed
Escape from decadence
Blind wounds will bleed
Dig up the grave just to find a lesion
Unkempt debris for the bugs to feed on
Prelude of gray for trite unreason
With all that's left to be
With all that's left to be
Let it out
Ride the tide
Kill it all around me
Let it out
Ride the tide
Kill it all around me
Time collects the sharpest knives
Raise my prison built by crimson
It's tied to a seed
Escape from decadence
Blind wounds will bleed out
Dig up the grave just to find a lesion
Unkempt debris for the bugs to feed on
Prelude of gray for trite unreason
With all that's left to be
Just Art Dead - Blind Wounds Lyrics
Just Art Dead - Blind Wounds Lyrics
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Time collects the sharpest knives
Raise my prison built by crimson
The formation of
An impenetrable facade
Drowned demonkin
In a battle, to survive
It's tied to a seed
Escape from decadence
Blind wounds will bleed
Dig up the grave just to find a lesion
Unkempt debris for the bugs to feed on
Prelude of gray for trite unreason
With all that's left to be
With all that's left to be
Let it out
Ride the tide
Kill it all around me
Let it out
Ride the tide
Kill it all around me
Time collects the sharpest knives
Raise my prison built by crimson
It's tied to a seed
Escape from decadence
Blind wounds will bleed out
Dig up the grave just to find a lesion
Unkempt debris for the bugs to feed on
Prelude of gray for trite unreason
With all that's left to be
Raise my prison built by crimson
The formation of
An impenetrable facade
Drowned demonkin
In a battle, to survive
It's tied to a seed
Escape from decadence
Blind wounds will bleed
Dig up the grave just to find a lesion
Unkempt debris for the bugs to feed on
Prelude of gray for trite unreason
With all that's left to be
With all that's left to be
Let it out
Ride the tide
Kill it all around me
Let it out
Ride the tide
Kill it all around me
Time collects the sharpest knives
Raise my prison built by crimson
It's tied to a seed
Escape from decadence
Blind wounds will bleed out
Dig up the grave just to find a lesion
Unkempt debris for the bugs to feed on
Prelude of gray for trite unreason
With all that's left to be
Writer: Matt Alleger
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid