[Lyric] Bitter Tempest (Snakehound)

Revolt!
I thought the noose couldn’t get any tighter than this

How many times must we go back to the abyss?
Insecure vaccine
I wanted to be a symphony instead of a withered saint
This is the deadly game
Of a sword caught in my throat

Born an eagle watching the moon
Now a worm hunting alone

All I can see are my bitter thoughts dressed in broken glass
Do not let us make believe
Life is a linear march to the grave

Bite down until you feel bone

Turn to hope in a world that wants
No victory, only accomplices