Acquiesce - Ringworm

It’s time for amputation, can you handle the loss?

It’s cut with cold precision in the sign of the cross

I feel the silent warfare, do you feel the same?

Then let me lead you nowhere by the light of the flame

We dance on the edge of the world

To the sound of broken glass

Relive our past mistakes

As we acquiesce

To hell with the weight of the world

All comes falling down

We live like rats and snakes

In this killing ground

You have your apparitions wherever you hide

A slave to your submission, so take it inside

This life is subdivision and fallacy

We live with our decision to wish it away

We dance on the edge of the world

To the sound of broken glass

Relive our past mistakes

As we acquiesce

To hell with the weight of the world

All comes falling down

We live like rats and snakes

In this killing ground

Killing ground

Killing ground

We are possessed by this emptiness

Forever regressing as we acquiesce