...of Every Strain Lyrics - Beyond The Embrace

Why can't I feel the life that I breathe? 

Why am I so consumed? 

Despair the face of every strain my thoughts are weak and torn 

Reap what you have sewn 

The flame that burns my heart is blown 

I wear a face that hides my pain amidst my world of anger 

How much longer can I remain, behind this mask of the damned 

As I walk along this bacchanal of sin 

It allows the darkness of my soul to fester within 

Reap what you have sewn 

My faith in life is gone 

This world prepares a feverfeast that feeds the beast 

Governed by the wayward souls of forgotten worlds 

My world prepares a feverveast that feeds the beast 

Spoken by the wayward souls, their forgotten words 

I bide my time awaiting one final chance to reflect on the past 

Of this disease I call my life 

As I walk along this bacchanal of sin 

It allows the darkness of my soul to fester within 

Reap what you have sewn, my faith in life is gone 

This world prepares a feverfeast that feeds the beast 

Governed by the wayward souls of forgotten worlds 

My world prepares a feverveast that feeds the beast 

Spoken by the wayward souls, their forgotten words.