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There were times Shifting, baiting, and Gunning for the dam to burst Where was I that day? Slipping, fading Hating that the sun would shine It's cold Will sell my weight in gold Like unsuspecting death Shifting, hoarding Holding pattern stains of glass Containment of consumption I have wrought Caned the living daylights one by one And if you call for branded flesh What brittle reason do you have for us to not exist? To console all your emptiness You've got to go through it to get through it Call the avalanche, will it call back? Will it call back? They will know Buried under Many memories I've held Letras de cancionesAnd if they Get caught Will they slip into their landslides? Devils wearing ermine Unsuspecting death Shifting, hoarding Holding pattern stains of glass And if you call for branded flesh What brittle reason do you have for us to not exist? To console all your emptiness You've got to go through it to get through it Call the avalanche Will it call back? And if you call for branded flesh What brittle reason do you have for us to not exist? To console all your emptiness You've got to go through it to get through it Call the avalanche Will it call back? From Letras Mania