Old Wound from Arms by Breathe The End

Lyrics:

Emeralds I stare
I could drop off the edge
Old wound on red
The path I follow in snow

The rising storm covers the path
But the surface catches my attention

The pit is sucking me
Deeper
The wound bleeds more red than ever

And the distance is getting too long
Between me and the dream
Ignore me with your every cell
Despise me like a plague

No intimacy
Only isolation
Turn your cheek
I’m already paralyzed

Mistrust and despair
The moment can't be undone
Full of regret
With extinguishing rage

Fixation of loss
Questioning the atmosphere
Courses of disarray

I begin to break
As I start to realize
And I beg for a chance
To be lost somewhere in the past

• Death Metal
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• hardcore
• post-metal
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