[Lyric] Of Subtle And Savage Rage (Abated Mass of Flesh)

Crawl through with fear or die out with faith. We are one and the same. Divided by consequence. Estranged from the start. Defined by our traditions. Hollowed by our past. Calculated by time. Content with neutrality. Begging the past to keep us sheltered in the misery of an unchanging mind. Upholding our dead victories. Singing the same songs of our fractured history. Yesterday is buried. Dead with the past. Dead with the past