Lay Rotten, Never Forgotten

You thought you killed all the screaming birdsIt's true, the guard pushed them deep in their gravesAfter all these years of noise effectsit came collapsing everything to silenceStill there is this charm,cast from the tombs of memory repulsionsIn this abyss of obituaries,I can't help but rejoice in blissIf it was not for these massive deaths,the brightest star would never get to shineStill there is this charm,cast from the tombs of memory repulsionsSuffer all the way – Retrieve the spectrum of decaySuffer all the way – Where the deepest mountain liesDesensitize and carbonize the fragments of a thousand criesDesensitize and carbonize with utter ease and power supreme