Routine

By Emiar

On Ascendance

Released on August 20, 2020

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[Verse]:

It’s raining problems, but I don’t care

I’ll keep ambling in Gotham

From the bottom to the top

Through the pain and torture

I see wretched people locked in their own distortions

And I see them scorching

Prolly, author wasn’t that nice to them

Suffice to say, that he left us face-to-face with disorders

‘Cause if it wasn’t, then why there are people making tiny coffins

Why there are pills for choking off your conscience

And why they keep telling me to pray with no options

I guess my life is awesome

So I just goof and blossom

Till I’m collapsed and rotten

But till it happens, I can solemnly say that

[Chorus]:

Pain!

Building me up and striking me down till I’m feeling none

Pain!

My endorphins level’s unstable

That’s insane!

That’s how I was made up

From abyss I go straight up

Till I finally wake up

From

Pain!

[Verse]:

To be honest, I am obsessive over the

Mental pain, so am I depressed if

The Devil found the way, to flow in my veins

Wrecking the cells and progressing

In a menacing scourge

I’m facing a reckless oppressing

By the voice emerged, sentencing me to banishment

But can I really see it from another perspective?

Some massive changes, people are afraid of

It’s classic, we’re made of plastic

Whole generations believe they’ll live up to their expectations

But those relations are fragile

Firm tread faltered, for a while

Angel’s silent, during trials

So let the fire burn it till foundation

Arm the nation with ammunition

And point to shoot, I bet you they would

[Chorus]:

Pain!

Building me up and striking me down till I’m feeling none

Pain!

My endorphins level’s unstable

That’s insane!

That’s how I was made up

From abyss I go straight up

Till I finally wake up

From

Pain

[Outro]:

And maybe one day, I see somebody who’s feeling this way

With no reason to say, he’s not afraid and keeps walking astray

With no maps and no lay

With no voice to obey

With no boundaries, no weight

Just a soul all alone in the reign

With no truth to sustain

But, for sure, I can say

He’s not searching for sweet

[Chorus]:

Pain!

Building me up and striking me down till I’m feeling none

Pain!

My endorphins level’s unstable

That’s insane!

That’s how I was made up

From abyss I go straight up

Till I finally wake up

From

Pain...