Deep End Lyrics – Numbered with the Transgressors

The end of my road is drawing near
No excuses of dismissal
My departure engrained
And delusions sustained

Left a thinking mind to fend for itself
Stretched to the limit
Where can I turn
Entwined in these tombs

Hands once sacred
Now tainted by reality
This is our cold existence
Here at my dead end

At war with the voices inside
Appointed and reminded
By lasting consequences
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Numbered with the Transgressors Lyrics – Deep End

Numbered with the Transgressors

Deep End