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the burial (band) - salt and wrath كلمات الأغنية

born, not of innocence, but infantile avidity
i let this mortal frame enrage my heart and conquer me
is this the light i claim i want the world to see?
or this the salt he said he needed me to be?

the pressure’s building to a boil on my tongue
festering, writhing still
festering, writhing ’til the tension climaxes

a delicate balance in a maelstrom of misery
it seems that solace is a fantasy and peace alludes my inmost being

only his heart contains the will to hold so great a peace
only his heart contains the will to hold so great a peace
still, i pray i feel this madness fades, i feel this madness fade

ensnaring thoughts slip through my mind like poison
ophidian words drip from my lips in venomous wrath
if i could bridle this fire, if i could tame this spark

but i know that it’s futile without your intervention
all i need is resignation to a greater dependence

born, not of innocence, but infantile avidity
i let this mortal frame enrage my heart and conquer me
is this the light i claim i want the world to see?
or this the salt he said he needed me to be?

- the burial band

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