Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Verge, artist - Amoral. Album song Wound Creations, in the genre МеталDate of issue: 31.12.2003
Record label: Spinefarm Records
Song language: English
The Verge |
| Limitations in manners nailed deep within |
| Spreading as internal flood |
| This peak of knowledge and its corrosion |
| Has turned the survivors into their own victims |
| Constant progress in escaping alive |
| Is degradation of regret |
| By the time they would deviate |
| A state seen as an ill vision has become the essence |
| Discarding the future, discarding senses |
| Raising barriers in front of what’s gone |
| Beyond a mental cliff lies the chance to be |
| By their own feet they’ll fall |
| Every stride of a thought counts another clinch |
| Coming altered, not replaced |
| Harsh will be the sight at the center of atrocity |
| Where the edge eroded a long time ago |
| It’s hard to attempt when you figure out you’ve vanished |
| The need to drop the flaws of nature |
| Hard to attempt when you figure out you’ve vanished |
| Cause of them vanquished |
| Dispose of the bleak trace |
| Prostration of humanity |
| Dispose of the trace |
| Fatal conduct the bait they’re chasing |
| The eye of evolution strangling the blind |
| Incapable to discern themselves |
| Uncontrollable creation to reproduce in reach |
| It’s hard to attempt when you figure out you’ve vanished |
| The need to drop the flaws of nature |
| Flaws of our nature |