Music: Jacek Hiro
Lyrics: Jacek Hiro, Marcin Urbaś
lyrics
Words you spit out can kill - weapon of your choice, your will
Once born I face this world, It's wonders and cruelty
Path of life paved with thorns, thorns carving personality
The sharper spikes, the tougher my skin gets
Resisting hail of words that wound
But in the process how can I avoid
Becoming wordbow too
Innocent at birth we degrade in time
In order to not get destroyed by thoughtlessness of human kind
Words you spit out can kill - weapon of your choice, your will
Mouth that harm generates a thrill, spoken trash - an uncharted skill
My tongue turns into dagger, dipped in venomous thoughts
Behold reflections of your weakness in my eyes
You try to strike back but the shield of indifference
I hold strong deep in my mind
I stab the hearts, I stab the souls - inflicting pus leaking scars
Infecting thoughts with insecurity - no remedy can fight
I stab the hearts, I stab the souls - inflicting pus leaking scars
Infecting thoughts with insecurity - no remedy can fight
Innocent at birth we degrade in time
In order to not get destroyed by thoughtlessness of human kind
Innocent at birth we degrade in time
In order to not get destroyed by thoughtlessness of human kind
By thoughtlessness of human kind
By thoughtlessness of human kind
where the first HG album felt like a spiritual successor to Necrophagist, I feel that TCoS is TRUE prog tech death, from the melodic clean vox down to the myriad of electric notes. Any time, any day, pop it on, I’m gonna hear it through Lovdahl, Ian