ALBUM REVIEW: Employed to Serve – Conquering
My festering thoughts makes it hard to just simply exist.
My festering thoughts makes it hard to just simply exist.
Your fragments glitter the eyelids of a child.
Starting tomorrow, I’ll do exercise. But I probably won’t.
When I get to heaven, will I know?
Desperately searching for a sign of life.
You’re the stain that remains on my fingertips.
Burn me at the stake on a lie, Cause my own mind wilts at the thought of being alive/
As we wait the world goes up in flames.
You take my hands, I melt into your water.