Words
Adam Cory Snyder
[Verse 1]
Unfounded land, here I stand
Slow spins the world in its place
Time is cruel, broken rules
The hours drift deep into space
But time drags on
Aimed like a loaded gun
[Chorus]
The tears flood the earth
The blood stains it deep
To the ground it returns
Dark below our feet
[Bridge]
Transcendent transgression
Conscripted obsession
Words can be a weapon
The enemy of our mind
[Verse 2]
The box unlocked by patterned lines
Waves cascade unto the mind
Dichotomy intertwinеd
The color left me blind