The Ropes of No Hope

from by Burial Choir

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Vast are the halls of eternity
Yet filled with worms crawling inside
Those are the tombs for misguided souls
Their holy temples swarming with flies

Everything dies, above and below
Withered lives in their earthly gallows

The ropes of no hope, the path of an iconoclast

The wordless prayers fade onto deaf ears
Those throats were too tied for a word
As their skin is rubbing thin

Everything dies, above and below
Withered lives in their earthly gallows

The temple of flesh bleeding
Through the wounds of a fallen god

Reverence towards the iconoclast
A veneration of an utter strength
Entombed in abysmal caverns

Everything dies, above and below
Withered lives in their earthly gallows

The ropes of no hope, the path of an iconoclast

The temple of flesh bleeding
Through the scars of a fallen god

Written into the sacred scripts
Scarred on the rotting skin

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from Iconoclast, released August 27, 2016

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