Trivium "Throes of Perdition" Songtext

Throes of Perdition

Blind-folded and gagged, stood waitingWith the whole world: my firing squadAt the edge of the world I'm faced outStaring the sun right in the eyeVultures circle above, hyenas mocking the killExcrement drooling down their chinsAtop the cliffs I look down, into the starving Hell-mouthThe rabid foam crashes hard on its teeth

Their mouth's salivateFantasizing my gruesome endingThis world looks down uponA man who can stand on his own two feet

As they're feeding their guns: "ready, aim"They say I'll live, if I die for their causeLiving under the rule of fellow Cro-Magnon foolThey fear who leads and will kill to stay still

Their mouth's salivateFantasizing my gruesome endingThis world looks down uponA man who can stand on his own two feetWithout eating from their claws

Life feels quite like Hell shouldBut this Hell’s so coldPull another knife outStick it with rest of themWhen my back is fullTurn me around to face it

Such melancholy, burning the stars from skiesAs we melt, drowning inside their bloodied eyesHope is ravaged, running from lacerationsSob so heavily, we choke, then we die

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Die...

Life feels quite like Hell shouldBut this Hell’s so coldPull another knife outStick it with rest of themWhen my back is fullTurn me around to face it

Sob so heavily, we choke, then we die

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