The Foreboding Impasse Lyrics


I am conscious beneath the surface

Observers bellies swell with grief

A sight of a broken being deteriorating

Exposed to wretched conditions

A lack of healing their reach

The physicality of bleak reality

A morbid aura looming

Reduced to a primitive form

Rapidly filling the air with the stench of anguish

Stench of the anguish

Lifeless on the outside

Internally roaming free

Another machine my home to be

The eternal flame rests in the hands of sons

Ethical impasse, erosion of unity

The Simulated cemetery for the turbulent dance of eternity

Appearance of an empty shell

Resting static within a cell

Inside the soul meanders free

Petition to Passover for eternity

Appearance of an empty shell

Resting static within a cell

Inside the soul meanders free

Pleading to Passover eternally

Devices expand the diaphragm

Volition relinquished from my essential organs

Relentless wastage of the eroding muscles

Precious life reduced to a primitive form

The Eternal flame rests in the hands of my sons

Esoteric absence the catalyst of fate

Decisions outsourced from my superficial passing

Esoteric absence the catalyst of fate

Shadows under the forlorn

Opaque ghost.