| Song | Divinity |
| Artist | Converge |
| Album | Halo In A Haystack |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| A tear to shed my soul, | |
| To bleed out my divinity I search for, | |
| Holding the spine of God, | |
| My sour sedation pulled them away. | |
| So many things left unsaid, my brightside faded away, | |
| Less than zero a shade apart from what I feel, cold, | |
| We used to play devotion but I see your face, | |
| It's not divinity. | |
| Godkiller, | |
| Mindcleaner, | |
| The shallower I, the more I sink, | |
| And I will not rust away this time. | |
| So many things left unsaid my brightside faded away, | |
| Less than zero a shade apart from what I feel, cold. |
| A tear to shed my soul, | |
| To bleed out my divinity I search for, | |
| Holding the spine of God, | |
| My sour sedation pulled them away. | |
| So many things left unsaid, my brightside faded away, | |
| Less than zero a shade apart from what I feel, cold, | |
| We used to play devotion but I see your face, | |
| It s not divinity. | |
| Godkiller, | |
| Mindcleaner, | |
| The shallower I, the more I sink, | |
| And I will not rust away this time. | |
| So many things left unsaid my brightside faded away, | |
| Less than zero a shade apart from what I feel, cold. |
| A tear to shed my soul, | |
| To bleed out my divinity I search for, | |
| Holding the spine of God, | |
| My sour sedation pulled them away. | |
| So many things left unsaid, my brightside faded away, | |
| Less than zero a shade apart from what I feel, cold, | |
| We used to play devotion but I see your face, | |
| It s not divinity. | |
| Godkiller, | |
| Mindcleaner, | |
| The shallower I, the more I sink, | |
| And I will not rust away this time. | |
| So many things left unsaid my brightside faded away, | |
| Less than zero a shade apart from what I feel, cold. |