Forging a Future Self Songtext

von After The Burial

Please cut this noose.
Untie these hands for me.
They will insurrect
My former self.
Hide behind
Your failed design.
Perfect its imperfections.
IMPERFECTIONS.

I'll carry out
The
The plans of old.
I'll dig through the remains of my
Of my ruins.
OF MY RUINS.

Unearthing something truly remarkable once hidden by your
Your opaque HEART.
I'll carry out plans of old.
Digging through the remains of my ruins.
From this day forth,
Your love will poison no longer.

A strange suffocation,
Enticing existence.
It's comforting, the artificial life.
A ghostly bliss
Without your kiss.
Never grasping what you've hoped for.

Your translucent hands
Pass through the sunlight.
You'll never feel that loving glow.
Damned to be deprived
Of the blissful warmth of heaven.
As you dissipate into the shadows.