The Burning Mass album cover

Solipsist – The Sentencing Lyrics

You drove the knife into my back
Just to peel back all my skin
Paint yourself onto the sky
I will pull it down again.
The air is filled with disease
Suffocating I cannot breathe
Grasping onto every straw
The ocean is approaching us.
You can't make it up.

Do we embrace the demons or do we sacrifice our
souls?
Into the ether, inject our blood.
Out of the shadows, the truth will be told.

Have you closed off your mind?
My patience is growing thin.
As you bleed an ocean, hope that I can fucking swim.

Falling Down.

Years in purgatory, this water is thicker than blood.
I didn't ask for this, and you gave it all away.
And here I stand at the door to oblivion
Ready to take a step and fall a thousand times.

The cycle stays the course.
Spend your life seeking the source,
Complications; it will never be the same,
Moving as fast as we can to escape our sentencing.
The air is filled with disease.
Suffocating I cannot breathe.
Grasping onto every straw.
The ocean is approaching us.
You can't make it up.

Weathering the storm for just another taste,
This place is bitter and cold
The shortest moment of our lives is an empty space
Truly a sight to behold.

Run away

As fast as you can

From me.

In this prison,
Everything is turning black.
When are you coming back?
In this prison,
Everything is turning black.
When the fuck are you coming back?
Your indecision, you are building walls hoping I can
fucking climb.

Can you hear the words that I am screaming at your
behest?

Calcified veins, you see the sounds in different waves.
All doors have disappeared, now I am walking into
walls.
I can't trace my steps, You've washed them all away.

It's not what it seems.
Perception is reality.

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