Lyrics The Weakest of Men - Apotelesma

The Weakest of Men

Please sink with us
Let our weakness entangle
So we may find salvation
In the hands of time
«When you hide your face, they are terrified
When you take away their breath
They die, and return to dust»
Crooked world
Formless void
Like vessels we sink
Into the blackest of depths
The blackest of deaths
May our consciousness not rest
Nor long for days of illumination
May we wither and rebuild
Upon the ashes of many
So that our weakness will not be divulged
To the weakest of men
They, who carry serpent tongues
Voel, een diabolische gewaarwording
Een onbestemd gevoel
Nu resteren alleen lange uren
De tijd schiet tekort
O, please sink with us
Let our weakness entangle
So we may find salvation
In the hands of time
Nu resteren alleen lange uren
De tijd schiet tekort