Tristia

Текст песни Hammock - Tristia

Panic strikes in slow motion!
Heart's clenched like a fist
A physical pain
A sense of defeat

This smell of isolation
A hall of mirrors multiplying
Grotesque features of a golden idol
Melting fast in the fires of confession

And the shame feeds the anger
Feeds the shame
Feeds the anger
Feeds the shame

Dim lights from a dying coal cast a silhouette upon
The soot-smeared window, the unsolvable crime

And the heart implodes like a faithless star
Beating backwards, beating fast into black coals of nothingness
Beyond redemption
And the shame feeds the anger
Feeds the shame
Feeds the anger
Feeds the shame