[Lyric] The Amber Crutch (Ancient Tome)

Hell is a place I've found myself
Empty nights waiting for time to pass by


Nausea, voided
The room won't stay still
Yellow, swollen
Ever present
Numb, dumb
Falling towards the end
Propped up by the amber crutch


Nausea, voided
The room won't stay still
Yellow, swollen
Ever present
Numb, dumb
Falling towards the end
Propped up by the amber crutch

Man becomes the bottle
Bottle becomes the man
Like father like son
Nеither knows when to be donе


Nausea, voided
The room won't stay still
Yellow, swollen
Ever present
Numb, dumb
Falling towards the end
Propped up by the amber crutch


Nausea, voided
The room won't stay still
Yellow, swollen
Ever present
Numb, dumb
Falling towards the end
Propped up by the amber crutch