Grip Inc. Descending Darkness Lyrics

Pushed into the
Mouth of the Abyss
A world that owes nothing
Trapped in an emotionless empire
Silent are endless parades
Respect like smoke
Lost in cyclones
Breathing along the isle
of no return
The gavel crashes upon
A system built for
The substitute fix only to shatter
Crisp brittle sorrow
Smacks hard into melting faces
Friction sinks into rotting masses
Swallowed by seas of sand
Deep in the b_____ soil
Buried under the sins of our fathers
Bodies splinter
From the bowels of sorrow
Escaping to twist in the wind
The scent of darkness