Текст (слова) песни: Grip Inc. - Descending Darkness

Pushed into the
Mounth of the Abyss
A world that owes nothing
Trapped in an emotionless empire
Silent are endless parades
Respect like smoke
Lost in cyclones
Breathing along the isle
of no return
The gavel crashes upon
A system built for
The substitute fix only to shatter
Crisp brittle sorrow
Smacks hard into melting faces
Friction sinks into rotting masses
Swallowed by seas of sand
Deep in the bloody soil
Buried under the sins of our fathers
Bodies splinter
From the bowels of sorrow
Escaping to twist in the wind
The scent of darkness
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Blood of Saints
Challenge
Cleanse the Seed
Code of Silence
Colors of Death
Curse (Of The Cloth)
Descending Darkness
Empress (of Rancor)
Endowment of Apathy
Enemy Mind
Foresight
Griefless
Guilty of Innocence
Heretic War Chant
Hostage To Heaven
Human
Innate Affliction
Isolation
Lockdown
Longest Hate
Man With No Insides
Monster Among Us
Myth Or Man
Ostracized
Pathetic Liar
Portrait of Henry
Privilege
Rusty Nail
Savage Seas (Retribution)
Scream At The Sky
Silent Stranger
Skin Trade
Stresscase
The Answer
The Gift
The Prophecy
The Summoning
Verrдter (Betrayer)
Vindicate
War Between One