Brink from Canvass by UMBAH

Brink

Your standing on the edge of decision

And your heart is dead and your eyes won't open

Cause the cold wind has bitten far to deep

for you to feel the warmth of life again

The petty indecision of yesterday trial

bites at the knowledge of an empty dream

No-one listen to your pleads for peace

and no-one will here your silent scream.

On the brink....

To comfort and deceive with soft promises

While you walk that narrow path of glass

And pray that God will deliver you

From the inconsistent attitude of angry flies.

Looking down a tunnel of terminal black

No escape door or panacea for the soul

Just the treachery of repetition

And the misconception of deliverance

Now the time has come to swing the pendulum

And cast the die of fatal choices

On - Off - On - Off

On off days in the winter - Brink.

Time has flown away

and your lonely

as a shipwrecked fool.

you realize...

Lonely as a shipwrecked fool

you realize...the experience of politics

is just cheap psychology on the sly.

• Metal
• avant-garde
• cybergrind
• industrial
• technical death metal
• United Kingdom