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Obstructed paths Consumed by oppression Trapped inside a premonition And I wish that I could dream Of something other Than this grand dismantling We burn through these bodies But we're no strangers to purgatory Progression ends And as we suffocate We're comatose Laid out on our backs With our hearts exposed Connected ends Bleed into one There's comfort in the misfortune And I wish that I could sleep But I pray that I don't dream Of foreboding seas We burn through these bodies But we're no strangers to purgatory Songtexte I can see the shore But I tread in slow motion We are bound to a toxic culture And as the sun fades We're prey for the vultures Aus Songtexte Mania