[Lyric] Cicatrix (Dead To A Dying World)

Behold, As The Aeons Change
Hints Of Life Flicker Once More
The Dust Of The Old World
Still Falls Around Us
Memories Of Low Concussions
Haunt The Days
Myria, Count The Years Of Failure

Each Day More Gray Than The One Before
Each Day More Gray Than The One Before
Soon All The Trees In The World Will Fall

Each Day More Gray Than The One Before
Each Day More Gray Than The One Before
We Shall Not Bring New Life Into A Dying World

Each Day More Gray Than The One Before
Blood Is The Only Thing Within The Hearts Of Men