Vermörd - The Precipitous Malady Lyrics

This feeling is a blur

My mind absent thought
Trembling to feel of the rendering reality
Are we transcended beings fiending for what's real
Are we transcended?

What can be real by me?
Time and time will tell again
If it's meant to be
The trials, the errors
They haunt my sanity
No love is felt
Am I destined to feel death?

Bringing my death to the forefront
I'm facing my lies, my greeds, they haunt
Wondering the life I've lived
In this forgotten rapture
Decisions are made
My moral angst
I've wondered
Am I forgotten in my past?