| Song | A Descent |
| Artist | Born of Osiris |
| Album | A Higher Place |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Buras, Canizaro, Losch ... | |
| I paint these walls to block my point of interest | |
| There's no escape from these thoughts this time | |
| I may be hiding but what other choice do i have left? | |
| My safeties are at rest | |
| So now we are | |
| Passing the problems off | |
| And throwing issues around that can't stand to be in motion | |
| So slow down and cease to a halt | |
| I'm only dragging myself down | |
| Down to a state of dissatisfaction | |
| Stuck in the corner of sadness | |
| Is there anybody there to hear the cries? | |
| They turn their heads the other way | |
| I will never really be content | |
| This cheap joyless buss is inadequate | |
| I'm choosing the solutions carefully | |
| I'm resolving | |
| The present location of my conscience | |
| Lies deep below the foundation in me | |
| Wasn't aware of the consequences facing me | |
| Descending slowly to the reaches of hell | |
| To strangle and suffocate myself |
| zuo qu : Buras, Canizaro, Losch ... | |
| I paint these walls to block my point of interest | |
| There' s no escape from these thoughts this time | |
| I may be hiding but what other choice do i have left? | |
| My safeties are at rest | |
| So now we are | |
| Passing the problems off | |
| And throwing issues around that can' t stand to be in motion | |
| So slow down and cease to a halt | |
| I' m only dragging myself down | |
| Down to a state of dissatisfaction | |
| Stuck in the corner of sadness | |
| Is there anybody there to hear the cries? | |
| They turn their heads the other way | |
| I will never really be content | |
| This cheap joyless buss is inadequate | |
| I' m choosing the solutions carefully | |
| I' m resolving | |
| The present location of my conscience | |
| Lies deep below the foundation in me | |
| Wasn' t aware of the consequences facing me | |
| Descending slowly to the reaches of hell | |
| To strangle and suffocate myself |
| zuò qǔ : Buras, Canizaro, Losch ... | |
| I paint these walls to block my point of interest | |
| There' s no escape from these thoughts this time | |
| I may be hiding but what other choice do i have left? | |
| My safeties are at rest | |
| So now we are | |
| Passing the problems off | |
| And throwing issues around that can' t stand to be in motion | |
| So slow down and cease to a halt | |
| I' m only dragging myself down | |
| Down to a state of dissatisfaction | |
| Stuck in the corner of sadness | |
| Is there anybody there to hear the cries? | |
| They turn their heads the other way | |
| I will never really be content | |
| This cheap joyless buss is inadequate | |
| I' m choosing the solutions carefully | |
| I' m resolving | |
| The present location of my conscience | |
| Lies deep below the foundation in me | |
| Wasn' t aware of the consequences facing me | |
| Descending slowly to the reaches of hell | |
| To strangle and suffocate myself |