Feeding The Dead (ǝɔuɐɹǝdɯǝʇ)

There's a pressure in the distance
Suffocated by the grief
Terror raining down like hellfire
Seven waves of disbelief

When I fall in the face of it all
And I can't let it go and look back on my own

I've dug a grave so deep that all of my sorrow will end
Feeding the dead

Internal warfare
Fighting absent acceptance
Killing a nightmare
Facing damaged descendants

Let me grieve
Suffocate to prove that what you push down will push back
Let me grieve
It will cut you open from the inside 'cause your heart is broken

I feel my life is slowly slipping through my fingers
Feeding the dead
Hold your breath while you're feeding the dead
Feeding the dead

What is real will always surface
Suffer slowly in deceit
As the frostbite takes its victims
The blight of what lies beneath

Draw cards with the devil
Fall from the hands of the angels
Truth dealt by deceivers
Believers of the end

Break free from the bowels of Babylon
From the bowels of Babylon

Let me grieve
Suffocate to prove that what you push down will push back
Let me grieve
It will cut you open from the inside 'cause your heart is broken

I feel my life is slowly slipping through my fingers
Feeding the dead
Hold your breath while you're feeding the dead
Feeding the dead
Feeding the dead