Lyrics Minor Progressions - Runescarred

Minor Progressions

The closer we float to this endless nothingness
The pull of the void holds us tighter with empty arms
Double back — nose to nose with the wasteland
The bones of salvation gift wrapped in the sand
But a shilling shy at the edge of the river
Our host is gracious and allows us aboard
A twisted axis, cocked and wobbled
Should the blind never see?
How many years will it take to learn?
In ten we drown
But in five we burn
The chorus is scattered, a refrain unsung
Minor progressions as we herald in the cold embrace of the sun
Minor progressions into the cold embrace of the sun
And here are, dance upon the precipice
A duet balancing will and ignorance
Over the edge, over the world, over the pit
A graceful fall to death from twisted pirouette
Our face in the bedrock
Our head covered in brine
Entombed with the advancement we sought
Stepping backwards, progressing in reverse
Adorned in stupidity
Adoring the perverse
The chorus is scattered, a refrain unsung
Minor progressions as we herald in the cold embrace of the sun
Minor progressions into the cold embrace of the sun
Nine and seven, zero and one
A million voices singing for none
The chorus is scattered, a refrain unsung
Minor progressions as we herald in the cold embrace of the sun
Minor progressions into the cold embrace of the sun