Acquiesce

It’s time for amputation, can you handle the loss? It’s cut with cold precision, in the sign of the cross I feel silent warfare. Do you feel the same? Then let me lead you nowhere, by the light of the flame We dance on the edge of the world To sound of broken glass Re-live our past mistakes As we acquiesce To hell with the weight of the world It all comes tumbling down We live like rats and snakes In this killing ground You have you apparitions, wherever you hide A slave to your submission, so take it inside This life is subdivision and fallacy We live with our decision to wish it away We dance on the edge of the world To sound of broken glass Relive our past mistakes As we acquiesce To hell with the weight of the world It all comes tumbling down We live like rats and snakes In this killing ground Killing ground We are possessed by this emptiness Forever regressing as we acquiesce

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Nov 10, 2025