[01:04.12]We leave the shores to see the mountains rising
[01:08.85]
[01:10.35]A distant impression grwoing
[01:14.94]
[01:16.69]This judgement creates the pain in we hold
[01:20.85]Destructive intentions that serve no purpose
[01:25.35]
[01:26.10]But the end of us all
[01:28.59]
[01:30.96]These vultures from the past, coming
[01:35.77]
[01:36.58]In all the hells and worlds, the time has come
[01:42.13]
[01:43.01]Delivered from their eyes
[01:48.89]Embrace, suffer, destroy - gift of guilt
[01:54.19]
[02:01.62]The shame and sorrow, self-condemnation
[02:07.48]Fill all the gaps and the spaces, unyielding
[02:13.16]
[02:14.29]Bestowed upon us, devastating power
[02:19.48]We're building connective tissue to a maze of lies
[02:25.72]
[02:40.19]We're left as starving orphans
[02:42.15]
[02:43.15]The vital core is gone
[02:45.40]
[02:46.58]Our sins are all over and over again we swallow
[02:51.26]
[02:52.64]We're sick and tired when this wind blows
[02:54.82]
[02:55.69]The reflex is insane
[02:57.99]
[02:59.17]We must forgive and stop blaming ourselves for this love
[03:03.28]
[03:40.93]These vultures from the past, coming
[03:45.74]
[03:46.80]In all the hells and worlds, the time has come
[03:52.23]
[03:52.91]Delivered from their eyes
[03:58.34]
[03:59.80]I'm leaving this behind - the gift of guilt the gift of guilt

We leave the shores to see the mountains rising
A distant impression grwoing
This judgement creates the pain in we hold
Destructive intentions that serve no purpose
But the end of us all
These vultures from the past, coming
In all the hells and worlds, the time has come
Delivered from their eyes
Embrace, suffer, destroy - gift of guilt
The shame and sorrow, self-condemnation
Fill all the gaps and the spaces, unyielding
Bestowed upon us, devastating power
We're building connective tissue to a maze of lies
We're left as starving orphans
The vital core is gone
Our sins are all over and over again we swallow
We're sick and tired when this wind blows
The reflex is insane
We must forgive and stop blaming ourselves for this love
These vultures from the past, coming
In all the hells and worlds, the time has come
Delivered from their eyes
I'm leaving this behind - the gift of guilt the gift of guilt