To Carry My Grief Through Torpor and Silence Lyrics

The weight that looms above me fills this arid chasm to the brim.
A dread that overwhelms me designs the lines wherein shapes
of distant, strange and often wasted memories
that bear no meaning steal my presence of mind.

Through the trees and this tangle of weeds that is leading me deeper,
desperately into a dream where the reaches of fever and sickness of mind can't find me
I come to my feet and careening - screaming into the empty -
looking for something for anything other than me to carry my grief.

My tongue is laced with blades of ire
to scrape away this taste
left by tears and rain and ashes and waste.
The faceless coward within me glowers,
taking and giving out misery.

Through the trees and this tangle of weeds that is leading me deeper,
desperately into a dream where the reaches of fever and sickness of mind can't find me
I come to my feet and careening - screaming into the empty -
looking for something for anything other than me to carry my grief away.

Nothing on the wayside left to waste, eating all of my fears in empty days, away

Take me further from safety for everyone,
Take me further away...
Left to waste

[Guitar solo 1: Greg]
[Guitar solo 2: Michael]
[Guitar solo 3: Greg]
[Bass solo: Brandon Michael]
[Guitar solo 4: Greg]