Sullen Days Lyrics - Pinnacle Of Bedlam - Suffocation

The broken ways, as I walk through the emptiness 

Lost souls as empty as mine... 

barren and desolate, foreseeing the irony 

Abolish the self, merge into a singular space... 

Confront the self, subduing the whim's inside 

No feelings to exude and portray the sullen days 

As we hide from the bitterness, 

Embellish reality, or so your told... 

No other way, to prepare for awakening 

Condense the frail ridden mind 

Keep without consciousness 

To adhere to the ending days 

The gods are not here for you now, 

Expect a dichotomy 

Ancient thoughts to prepare for the exodus 

Shutter at what knowledge will hold 

Sullen days searching for a singular way 

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Now I conceive a brutal reality, 

Just wanting to kill 

Murder in mind, to silence a virus 

Internal struggle containing the violence 

Wanting to purge the earth 

Denying my thoughts to obtain absolution 

Pray for my soul to receive its ascension 

Sullen days as I dwell in this empty shell 

Hopes of redemption decline 

Festering hate inside - as I harbor the pain within 

A tormented soul that's tortured and bound 

god fearing agony 

Broken days, in my bitter reality 

Conform thy self, I brood within 

Prepare to die, as I wade through these sullen days, 

The know not my plans of what destiny holds 

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What you don't know, is silence can kill 

What I know is silence will manifest 

HATRED, brewing within me 

I dream of KILLING 

If thoughts could lash out, you'd all be dead 

Now I conceive a brutal reality, 

Just wanting to kill 

Murder in mind, to silence a virus 

Internal struggle containing the violence 

Wanting to purge the earth 

Denying my thoughts to obtain absolution 

Pray for my soul to receive its ascension 

Sullen days as I dwell in this empty shell 

Hopes of redemption decline 

Festering hate inside - as I harbor the pain within 

A tormented soul that's tortured and bound 

god fearing agony 

Broken days, in my bitter reality 

Conform thy self, I brood within 

Prepare to die, as I wade through these sullen days, 

They know not my plans of what destiny holds