Scarab

Crawling through the burning sand Just a man whose lost in time Distant memories of a life That flow like waves within my mind Look upon these calloused hands as they move without a thought Lucid wisdom in every atom the golden mind of Thoth, We are the Gods, who have lost ourselves in forms, Like a scarab in the mind we fester in the soul I have felt the burden of pain For the last time So you want the fucking truth? So you want the fucking truth? The truth is we all suffer We all suffer in life We all suffer in time Beat me down, beat me down Again and again, again and again Let it Reign hell on me In life we all suffer But I will find my way Through the darkness This is the truth In the back of my mind It's been hiding away For me to find Dancing in the fire We burn together This pain will never end --- Scarab - Northlane