Текст песни Scraping the Barrel - Make Them Suffer
This
is
not
a
means
to
an
ending.
Just
a
broken
and
twisted
path,
foreboding
the
droning
tasks
that
face
the
shell
of
a
shattered
man.
The
shell
of
a
shattered
man.
Dripping.
Incessant
dripping
won't
stop.
Not
for
the
machines
that
bellow
through
the
corridors.
Nor
for
the
joy
and
wonder
from
my
mind,
that
oozes,
pools
and
weeps
through
every
orifice
of
mine.
Patch
it,
plug
it,
dry
it.
Scramble
and
claw
for
the
fragments
that
once
were.
Patch
it,
plug
it,
dry
it.
Piece
it
back
together.
Patch
it,
plug
it,
dry
it.
Scramble
and
claw
for
the
fragments
that
once
were.
Patch
it,
plug
it,
dry
it.
Piece
it
back
together.
Now
I'm
scraping
the
barrel.
And
now
I'm
scraping
the
barrel.
Is
there
something
I
must've
just
missed
along
the
way;
A
piece
of
me
I
somehow
left
behind,
and
lost
between
the
days?
Scrape
and
rake
my
life
away.
Light
grows
dimmer
every
day,
repressed
dreams
confide
in
me.
Taste
and
feel.
Erase
the
years.
Another
one
down
the
hatch.
Patch
it,
plug
it,
dry
it.
Scramble
and
claw
for
the
fragments
that
once
were.
Patch
it,
plug
it,
dry
it.
Piece
it
back
together.
Patch
it,
plug
it,
dry
it.
Scramble
and
claw
for
the
fragments
that
once
were.
Patch
it,
plug
it,
dry
it.
Piece
it
back
together.
This
is
not
a
means
to
an
ending.
Just
a
broken
and
twisted
path,
foreboding
the
droning
tasks
that
face
the
shell
of
a
shattered
man.
The
shell
of
a
shattered
man.
Bottoms
up,
another
one
down
the
hatch.
1 Let Me In
2 Fake
3 Foreword
4 Old Souls
5 Timeless
6 Marionette
7 Blood Moon
8 Fake
9 Threads
10 Let Me In
11 Through the Looking Glass
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