Rows (Of Endless Waves)

flood, flood, denied
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 echo of suffering
 hold (blue) ghost
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 the lay of the land
 wont see where you stand
 on waves far from sand
 on them you tremble
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 and master of rains
 sends liquefied grains
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 to ride ocean pains
 to nowhere at all
 and nothing to borrow
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 and nowhere to follow
 nowhere at all
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 nameless and frayed...
 rows and rows
 winter of life to know
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 beating hearts on stone
 pulsing out in rows
 carve my eyes in stone
 hang my skin in rows
 weathered like a throne
 suffer
 and drowning
 no hope for existence
 breath blood
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 if they would beach you
 these waves of destruction
 would only collapse you
 and leave you to lie
 on peasant tread landing
 where you'd have a hand in
 the death of a million
 for only a lie
 where strengthened you'd try
 to torture the masses
 and sink them in chains to
 this river unending
 that never runs dry
 death wielding reach of
 rehumanised fingers
 that grasp as they bludgeon
 the helpless that writhe
 if only to cry
 if they would reach you
 the stain of destruction
 would flow on as endless
 from landing so wide
 and battles would rage you
 and war would not fail to
 drain blood from the masses
 and leave to lie where
 death circles high
 where plundered the buildings
 and burning the forests
 you'd rage drunk with power
 and cripple the wise
 so here we will leave you
 on waves far from shore
 fleshless and barren
 these waves to enslave you
 so your victims can rise