Lyrics Descension - Unwound

Descension

Another episode behind the tainted screen
A choking victim of it’s own vomit, naturally
A scary horror show that starts to speak too slow
And then it makes it clear that it will disappear
We’re always sinking, an endless circle
We’re always sinking, an endless circle
Another heart attack
So never turn your back on other sightless sights
On all the endless nights
It never occured to you when always looking up
That when it gets to you, nausea will resume
We’re always sinking, an endless circle
We’re always sinking, an endless circle
An awful feeling, an awful feeling
An awful feeling, an awful feeling
Moving forward, nothing’s over
Static sentence;
soundless, anxious
No momentum, no dilemma
Never stated, nothing’s sacred