The Spirit Burial Ground Lyrics

crawl
at the end
to the point where I have
nothing left
press my face to the ground
swallowing earth
choking down
all thats been lost
hoping to resolve what can't be reconciled
as I strain against ties that might never let me free
I look outside for what could be within
I've lashing out at you
but I'm the enemy

as I embrace the fullness of the flood
and with arms outstretched let it wash over me
in my end is my beginning
yet to sacrifice myself
would be heresy

burn
at the end
past the point where I have
nothing left
seethe and writhe as I pound
this smoldering soul
twisted around
seeking salvation
needing to absolve what might never be reconciled
all hope abandoned
leave all posturing behind
for there's no one here to see
from where I kneel I can touch the face of death
indifferent to hollow sympathies

to seek a**urance and consistence
is a derisive fantasy
there will be no return to the world
hallowed be my name
amidst this suffering

is there a cadence?
a collective rhythm amidst the dead
I would answer the call
I need to hear the sound
I need to hear the sound
I need to hear the sound
I need to hear the sound of my heart still beating
drown
at the end
this is the point where I have
nothing left
press my face to the ground
swallowing the earth
choking down
lay the heart and mind to rest

and await a word
a sound
a sign

a first breath