Rosary Ligature - The Vines That Bind Us текст песни

Give me the cancer
I'd rather taste death
The efficacy of attrition
Such a success, regardless of intent
These words are all that's left
Of things I can't forget
In function they fail
Momentarily fulfilled
A tumor on the hole
They were trying to close
A fuel to feed the hunger
A rusted tool seeds the harvest
Weight hindering limbs
If the key could be found
Leaving burden behind
Ball and chain sustained
Acid eat skin,
Soul vulnerable