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Text: Red Descending. Where Dreams Come To Die. Building My Weakness.


The Demons are enclosing
Washing away your dreams
Time becoming still
Everything you thought you'd be
Confusing shades beliefs
All that's left is grief
A part of the earth you adopt
The emptiness must be stopped

Big surprise you're leaving me behind
Now I'll falling behind time

Strengthen my weakness
Craftsman of deceit
Weaken my strength
Sweetheart of betrayal
Weakness my strength
Narrator of nightmares
Building my Weakness
Labourer of grievance

A world urbanised by guilt
Enjoying the failed state and destroying what makes us live
Enjoying what makes us die the ultimatums are rejected
Offerings without peace and a declaration without war

Trial and error your paths
New mistakes will cost
Hands upon your face
A past you can't retrace
Looking at this picture
Knowing this moon won't shine
As midnight comes calling
Your might is now fading

Big surprise you're leaving me behind
Now I'll falling behind time
Yesterdays verse will be sung today
With a dark deserted soul I will fade away