Текст песни Murk & Marrow - Converge
                                                Joy 
                                                escapes 
                                                through 
                                                the 
                                                tangled 
                                                days 
                                                (Iron 
                                                demands 
                                                fire)
 
                                    
                                
                                                Youth 
                                                escapes 
                                                through 
                                                the 
                                                blur 
                                                of 
                                                pain 
                                                (Iron 
                                                demands 
                                                fire)
 
                                    
                                
                                                Smoke 
                                                cloaks 
                                                the 
                                                sky, 
                                                the 
                                                bell 
                                                explodes
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                shudder 
                                                runs 
                                                through, 
                                                we 
                                                have 
                                                nowhere 
                                                to 
                                                turn
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                the 
                                                luster 
                                                is 
                                                gone 
                                                and 
                                                life 
                                                loses 
                                                right
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                cannot 
                                                escape 
                                                the 
                                                slipping 
                                                of 
                                                time
 
                                    
                                
                                                Exodus 
                                                of 
                                                eden 
                                                led 
                                                by 
                                                convenience
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                murk 
                                                and 
                                                marrow 
                                                are 
                                                all 
                                                that 
                                                we 
                                                know
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                the 
                                                luster 
                                                is 
                                                gone 
                                                and 
                                                life 
                                                loses 
                                                right
 
                                    
                                
                                                Nothing 
                                                will 
                                                escape 
                                                the 
                                                slipping 
                                                of 
                                                time
 
                                    
                                
                                                Love 
                                                needs 
                                                to 
                                                feed
 
                                    
                                
                                                Ghosts 
                                                need 
                                                belief
 
                                    
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