Stentorian by Mobius

Numb, fed with a poisoned perfume
Trying to revive my stentorian voice

Oh, this time
(this time I'm gasping for air, staring at the useless damage)
I suffocate
(If I don't move I will let them sabotage my dream)
Oh, this time
(This time I'm gasping for air, staring at what's left of my own joy)
I see splinters of glass! So am I too damaged?

Dethrone the impulsive movementrs
The intriguing beauty of my fire dreams
Calmly, feed them with the scent of failure, complications
Make it the "end of the game"
Dethrone the impulsive movements
The intriguing beauty of my fire dreams
Until, fed up with this poison
I make it the "end of the game"

Oh, this time
(This time I'm gasping for air, staring at the useless damage)
I suffocate
(If I don't move I will let them sabotage my dream)
Oh, this time
(This time I'm gasping for air, staring at what's left of my own joy)
I see splinters of glass! So am I too damaged?
(I see splinters of glass! So am I too damaged?)

Oh, this time
(I will step on your words, you poisonous mouth, hush!)
I suffocate
Oh, this time
(I will purge and cure myself, I'll never look back. I'm done!)

I am done
I will step on your words
I am done
I will cure myself

Oh, this time
(This time I'm gasping for air, staring at what's left of myself)
I suffocate
(If I don't move I will let them sabotage my dream)
Oh, this time
(This time I'm gasping for air, staring at what's left of my own joy)

• Djent
• Metal
• Progressive Metal
• Symphonic Metal
• djent
• progressive metal
• world music
• France