Age of Excuse V lyrics

The gruesome caravan is crawling in circles

Around pillars of cold grey light

Pale horse is there, but the rider's away on business

And the lion went roaring somewhere else

It's a begging time for dissolution

The commodity of ultimate silence on public display

The living dead stare at the gaping void

Waiting for the blade to finally come down

Not just yet

There's still innards to be ripped out

And hanged between the sacred trees

Bones to be broken, eyes to be plucked

For the amusement of a drooling god

Born again in a tidal wave of filth

Amidst chants of suffocating angels

An offering to a ravenous idol

That'll take more pleasure in puking it out

Gnawed and spat out

Still good enough for lowbrow vultures

Torn and led astray

Fed scraps of hope until the banal end

A bargain pilgrimage to the heart of darkness

The stay got extended quite a good bit

View is always the same: sorrow upon sorrow

And the orchestra keeps playing same song on repeat

A canticle arranged for gnashing of teeth

Howling of hearts and cracking of spines

And there's a hundred eager razors

Underneath the conductor's suit

Gnawed and spat out

Still good enough for lowbrow vultures

Torn and led astray

Fed scraps of hope until the banal end

In this rotten excuse for a world

At the bottom of the dustbin of history

Let's just try and pretend

That our corpses still have some class

The cold light

The gaping void

The final silence

At the fingertips

The cold light

The gaping void

The broken cycle

Not just yet

• Artist:Mgła
• Album:Age of Excuse (2019)