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Mirrors
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Days Beneath is a band. They've played some shows and recorded some albums. Good times were had by most. They're not really good with "cores" (or math, or basic
Song Info
Genre
Metal Heavy Metal
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#1,535 today Peak #43
#546 in subgenre Peak #15
Author
Days Beneath
Rights
2014 Days Beneath
Uploaded
August 19, 2014
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MP3 6.4 MB 160 kbps 5:36
Lyrics
Fading light erase. Visions of you becoming something more, I was the one who walked away. You are hope. You are violence. And I just couldn’t let you get that close to me, your pain your beauty. The ghost of an angel that tries to find a way, a life to save, to earn the broken wings of suffering. I will not die the way you die. I cannot bury you if I’m alive. I will not die the way you die. I will not suffocate in my own darkness. Bleed regret, your perversion sets you up for the fall. Your actions scream so loud and slow your life down to a crawl. Never thought I’d love to see you end it this way. Now I can live in peace and haunt your smiles with pain. You are hope. You are violence. The coldest dead embrace. Dance with your demons your curious dreaming. I was the one who walked away. You are the lost. You are worthless. And you just don’t deserve an end that’s painless, void of any kind of consequence. Avarice, your greed and lust, the endless cost of what you have become. I will not die the way you die. I cannot bury you if I’m alive. I will not die the way you die. I will not suffocate in my own darkness. Bleed regret, your perversion sets you up for the fall. Your actions scream so loud and slow your life down to a crawl. Never thought I’d love to see you end it this way. Now I can live in peace and haunt your smiles with pain. You are nothing without me. Faceless mirror, you know me by my name. Wisdom spoken, dead reflection. Broken, fail, fan the flame of misery. Feeling alive, killing off the never me. You are hope. You are violence. Faceless mirror, you know me by my name. Wisdom spoken, dead reflection. Broken, fail, fan the flame of misery. Feeling alive, killing off the never me.
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