Rise and Forget Lyrics
| Song | Rise and Forget |
| Artist | Faith & the Muse |
| Album | Annwyn, Beneath The Waves |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Faith, Grey, Richards | |
| I woke up tired, I woke up down on my knees tonight | |
| My eyes were wet and I felt so dead inside | |
| A grieving fragment of myself, distorted memory | |
| Choking tears as I slam the door again | |
| I swallow rage, I taste its wisdom | |
| Nomadic fears force sanctuary | |
| I drink in truth, I spit out meaning | |
| Ever possessed by the collective psyche | |
| On dread subconsciousness we spin and turn | |
| Inherent images strap us in position | |
| Autarchic instinct commands the assigned performance | |
| The abduction scene, the sacred horn dance | |
| I am enthroned, I am imprisoned | |
| The mirror speaks to my third face | |
| Regeneration, eternal mindless | |
| The questions wax, the answers wane | |
| Suffer; celebrate | |
| I sing my praises | |
| I curse my name | |
| Suffer; celebrate | |
| The spirit comes to life | |
| Ancestors reanimate | |
| Seduction leading straight from logic to nightmare | |
| Virility misdirects the hunter's primal need | |
| Extractions from a butcher's masterpiece | |
| So split my skin and make me bleed | |
| I woke up tired, I woke up buried by dreams tonight | |
| Compelled to kneel before another faceless beast | |
| An ancient splinter of myself - these are not my memories | |
| Mutated visions, theaccentric reasoning | |
| Suffer; celebrate | |
| I sing my praises | |
| I curse my name | |
| Suffer; celebrate | |
| The spirit comes to life | |
| Ancestors reanimate |
| zuo qu : Faith, Grey, Richards | |
| I woke up tired, I woke up down on my knees tonight | |
| My eyes were wet and I felt so dead inside | |
| A grieving fragment of myself, distorted memory | |
| Choking tears as I slam the door again | |
| I swallow rage, I taste its wisdom | |
| Nomadic fears force sanctuary | |
| I drink in truth, I spit out meaning | |
| Ever possessed by the collective psyche | |
| On dread subconsciousness we spin and turn | |
| Inherent images strap us in position | |
| Autarchic instinct commands the assigned performance | |
| The abduction scene, the sacred horn dance | |
| I am enthroned, I am imprisoned | |
| The mirror speaks to my third face | |
| Regeneration, eternal mindless | |
| The questions wax, the answers wane | |
| Suffer celebrate | |
| I sing my praises | |
| I curse my name | |
| Suffer celebrate | |
| The spirit comes to life | |
| Ancestors reanimate | |
| Seduction leading straight from logic to nightmare | |
| Virility misdirects the hunter' s primal need | |
| Extractions from a butcher' s masterpiece | |
| So split my skin and make me bleed | |
| I woke up tired, I woke up buried by dreams tonight | |
| Compelled to kneel before another faceless beast | |
| An ancient splinter of myself these are not my memories | |
| Mutated visions, theaccentric reasoning | |
| Suffer celebrate | |
| I sing my praises | |
| I curse my name | |
| Suffer celebrate | |
| The spirit comes to life | |
| Ancestors reanimate |
| zuò qǔ : Faith, Grey, Richards | |
| I woke up tired, I woke up down on my knees tonight | |
| My eyes were wet and I felt so dead inside | |
| A grieving fragment of myself, distorted memory | |
| Choking tears as I slam the door again | |
| I swallow rage, I taste its wisdom | |
| Nomadic fears force sanctuary | |
| I drink in truth, I spit out meaning | |
| Ever possessed by the collective psyche | |
| On dread subconsciousness we spin and turn | |
| Inherent images strap us in position | |
| Autarchic instinct commands the assigned performance | |
| The abduction scene, the sacred horn dance | |
| I am enthroned, I am imprisoned | |
| The mirror speaks to my third face | |
| Regeneration, eternal mindless | |
| The questions wax, the answers wane | |
| Suffer celebrate | |
| I sing my praises | |
| I curse my name | |
| Suffer celebrate | |
| The spirit comes to life | |
| Ancestors reanimate | |
| Seduction leading straight from logic to nightmare | |
| Virility misdirects the hunter' s primal need | |
| Extractions from a butcher' s masterpiece | |
| So split my skin and make me bleed | |
| I woke up tired, I woke up buried by dreams tonight | |
| Compelled to kneel before another faceless beast | |
| An ancient splinter of myself these are not my memories | |
| Mutated visions, theaccentric reasoning | |
| Suffer celebrate | |
| I sing my praises | |
| I curse my name | |
| Suffer celebrate | |
| The spirit comes to life | |
| Ancestors reanimate |
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