A Trail of Sins
Echoes of Desolation: A Trail of Sins UnveiledLyrics
I see the emptiness in your eyes
I perceive a lack of fulfillment or meaning in your gaze.
And I, I see desperation.
I also observe a sense of hopelessness or extreme need.
There's nothing left, an empty shell
Nothing remains; you are like an empty shell, devoid of substance.
A cold caress embracing a void.
A cold, gentle touch that envelops an emptiness.
Endless oceans, you are on your own, you sail alone.
You are navigating vast oceans of loneliness, entirely on your own.
I hear a beating heart as cold as ice
I perceive a heart beating with a chilling, icy coldness.
A pounding sound of desolation
A resounding beat that echoes desolation.
Chained to your past, you're trapped in hell
You are shackled to your past, trapped in a state of suffering.
A fake facade, sheltering the void
A false outward appearance concealing the inner emptiness.
Endless oceans, you are on your own, you're still alone.
Similar to line 5, emphasizing the enduring solitude in the vast oceans.
A trail of sins will last forever
A continuous record of wrongdoing will endure indefinitely.
A never healing scar
A wound that will never heal, a permanent mark of pain.
There is no absolution
There is no forgiveness or redemption for the committed sins.
I tell you mercy, it's a lie
Claims that mercy is a falsehood or deception.
your deeds will haunt you till you die
Your actions will haunt you relentlessly until your death.
There's no escape, you will BURN!
No escape from the consequences; you will suffer intensely.
And you shall fall, deep into the void
You will descend deeply into an abyss of emptiness.
Endless oceans, you are on your own, you'll stay alone.
Reiteration of the enduring isolation in the vast oceans.
A trail of sins will last forever
Repeating the idea that a legacy of sins will persist endlessly.
A never healing scar
Emphasizing again that the inflicted scar will never heal.
There is no absolution
No possibility of absolution or forgiveness for the committed sins.
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