False Providence (feat. Mick Gordon)

[00:27.50] Cold, no emotion felt
[00:32.33] An ocean sinking into itself
[00:35.81] Far down I go, 'til I'm someone else
[00:41.31] And every dream is a hollow shell
[00:45.78] A lost soul, I forfeit control to be with you
[00:49.20] Whatever it takes to please you
[00:51.15] With blood that I've sold, I'll do what I'm told
[00:53.35] Now until forever
[00:54.95] A lost soul, I forfeit control to be with you
[00:57.85] Whatever it takes to please you
[00:59.48] I swear to do what I'm told, with blood that I've sold
[01:02.52] Now until forever
[01:04.12] These faces keep fading
[01:08.23] Pray to the ones that keep you safe
[01:12.98] (Acts of contrition come to fruition, forgiven)
[01:16.74] As gods speak through us, suicidal sights remain
[01:21.71] (These apparitions have blurred our vision, conflicted)
[01:27.02] But we were born to create
[01:29.23] I feel a yearning for what lies beyond the charade
[01:33.48] It calls my name
[01:35.87] The words escape from the page
[01:38.25] And now I struggle to recall
[01:41.39] Why I found myself here in the first place
[01:44.03] Hold your breath for spirits to bring you to life
[01:53.17] Wait for death and realize you've wasted your time
[02:02.46] Unsaturated and stranded inside
[02:06.95] A world without any meaning, so I
[02:11.73] Hold my breath for spirits to bring me to life
[02:17.45] Whatever brings us to life
[02:31.84] Bring us to life
[02:46.37]
[03:00.00] Pray to the ones that keep you safe
[03:04.76] (Acts of contrition come to fruition, forgiven)
[03:08.47] As gods speak through us, suicidal sights remain
[03:13.31] (These apparitions have blurred our vision, conflicted)
[03:17.48] Pray to the ones that keep you safe
[03:22.15] (Acts of contrition come to fruition, forgiven)
[03:25.91] As gods speak through us, suicidal sights remain
[03:30.93] (These apparitions have blurred our vision, conflicted)
[03:35.41] These faces keep fading
[03:39.97] Memories not worth saving
[03:44.39] Complacent, eyes vacant
[03:48.89] All colors dissipating
[03:54.19] But we were born to create
[03:56.32] I feel a yearning for what lies beyond the charade
[04:00.33] It calls my name
[04:03.18] The words escape from the page
[04:05.45] And now I struggle to recall
[04:08.44] Why I found myself here in the first place
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