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Eyes of the Dead
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Songs In my mind
Nothing left me satisfied
I was blind
Only saw in black and white
All your beliefs
Shoved down their fucking throats
Everything you think you know
Is not set in stone
Until my eyes were forced open
And my bones were broken
By the weight of a fucked up world
Was I able to see what was in front of me
There is beauty underneath
A face full of dirt
Dig your grave
Beneath your childhood dreams
Your pseudo silent lies
Won't help you find any peace
The reaper has come again
To refuse me to the place I belong
The dead, they see who I am
Just another man, headlong towards death
Until my eyes were forced open
And my bones were broken
By the weight of a fucked up world
Was I able to see what was in front of me
There's beauty underneath
A faceful of dirt
there's a lot of
there's a lot of existentialist concepts in here... it's fantastic.... so basically the pain in life allows you to self-aware?.... just out of curiosity what genre would this song belong to... seems like it would be a bit punk... i don't know ^_^... great job! :)
Thank you :3 one of my
Thank you :3 one of my favorite vocalists really liked this one. Joked about buying it off of me which made my day. And yes the pain makes you feel alive, aware of things you would never know if you lived your life without pain and suffering. The only true beauty is death, silence, darkness. Something free from the pain. And I write almost solely death metal and metalcore.