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The Endless
Metal
The Endless was released on November 10, 2023 by WE ARE DEAD INSIDE as a part of the album Season Three - EP
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Release DateNovember 10, 2023
LabelWE ARE DEAD INSIDE
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM139

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Simon Winter
Simon Winter
Songwriter
Brandon Krantz
Brandon Krantz
Songwriter

Lyrics

Will this room collapse in
And Shatter every bone in my body once again
Every night is drawn and quartered
Peaceful release is never met
How can I extinguish the fires
Burning my eyes and blood and skin
When I can fan the flames
With every rapid breath
That I choose to take
Can I keep control
Of the ever drifting rope
That circles around my neck
And pulls me closer to everything thing I hold
Am I burning holes in my brain
To try to feel something again
I'd rather claw my way
To an early grave
Than an eternity of nothing
All we are
Are lifeless drones
A sea of faces
All still as stone
Will my mind relapse and cave in
Squander every thought and dream
I'll never think again
Every moment torn to pieces
As paralysis sets in
How can I extinguish the fires
Burning my home and worth wihin
When I can fan the flames
With every vapid breath
I struggle to take
Can I keep control
Of the ever drifting rope
That circles around my neck
And pulls me closer to everything thing I hold
Am I burning holes in my brain
To try to feel something again
I'd rather claw my way
To an early grave
Than an eternity of nothing
I keep losing myself
To the endless
Reciprocal absence
And chaos that persists
I feel like a fucking parasite
That simply exists
Feast on the curtails
Of those struggling to live
I am the festering abscess
Have I become the flayed man
Look inside my emptiness
Turned completely inside out
Hollow
Pathetic
Decrepit mess
Just feed me to the wolves
And boil my ragged bones
Why do I feel like I know
The simple truth
We're on our fucking own
Can I keep control
Of the ever drifting rope
That circles around my neck
And pulls me closer to everything thing I hold
Am I burning holes in my brain
To try to feel something again
I'd rather claw my way
To an early grave
Than an eternity of nothing
Written by: Brandon Krantz, Simon Winter
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