Progression Of Suffering Lyrics

Song	Progression Of Suffering
Artist	Relics Of Humanity
Album	Ominously Reigning Upon The Intangible
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	Forgetful he is like a newborn
	Among the soulless wasteland
	Illuminated by crimson glow
	The cursed land amid the spikes of mountains
	That lures with tears of thousands,
	That tempts with billion moans!
	And driven by the only miserable wish
	The mindless fool runs to it
	His thirst desiring to slake
	The gates appear in his sight invitingly open!
	That place awaits!
	As groan that sounds like melting soul
	Has reached his ear
	The terror turned him back
	But the wind that once was fair
	Tore off his skin and cut his eyes with sand
	There he knew that there was no return
	So he entered the gates and trod on the ground
	There was no soil under his feet but human flesh
	There were no trees but piles of dead
	Where souls are perennially wither
	And shadows are devouring their guts
	The vagrant burst out running
	And fear led him to the bank
	He yelled “this is salvation!”
	He fell to knees and drank
	But fiery the river were
	He sprayed his throat with flames
	The thirst that was can’t be compared
	To that which him awaits

	Forgetful he is like a newborn
	Among the soulless wasteland
	Illuminated by crimson glow
	The cursed land amid the spikes of mountains
	That lures with tears of thousands,
	That tempts with billion moans!
	And driven by the only miserable wish
	The mindless fool runs to it
	His thirst desiring to slake
	The gates appear in his sight invitingly open!
	That place awaits!
	As groan that sounds like melting soul
	Has reached his ear
	The terror turned him back
	But the wind that once was fair
	Tore off his skin and cut his eyes with sand
	There he knew that there was no return
	So he entered the gates and trod on the ground
	There was no soil under his feet but human flesh
	There were no trees but piles of dead
	Where souls are perennially wither
	And shadows are devouring their guts
	The vagrant burst out running
	And fear led him to the bank
	He yelled " this is salvation!"
	He fell to knees and drank
	But fiery the river were
	He sprayed his throat with flames
	The thirst that was can' t be compared
	To that which him awaits

	Forgetful he is like a newborn
	Among the soulless wasteland
	Illuminated by crimson glow
	The cursed land amid the spikes of mountains
	That lures with tears of thousands,
	That tempts with billion moans!
	And driven by the only miserable wish
	The mindless fool runs to it
	His thirst desiring to slake
	The gates appear in his sight invitingly open!
	That place awaits!
	As groan that sounds like melting soul
	Has reached his ear
	The terror turned him back
	But the wind that once was fair
	Tore off his skin and cut his eyes with sand
	There he knew that there was no return
	So he entered the gates and trod on the ground
	There was no soil under his feet but human flesh
	There were no trees but piles of dead
	Where souls are perennially wither
	And shadows are devouring their guts
	The vagrant burst out running
	And fear led him to the bank
	He yelled " this is salvation!"
	He fell to knees and drank
	But fiery the river were
	He sprayed his throat with flames
	The thirst that was can' t be compared
	To that which him awaits

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