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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Wretched
Wretched
Performer
Rico Marziali
Rico Marziali
Bass Guitar
Marshall Wieczorek
Marshall Wieczorek
Drums
Steven Funderburk
Steven Funderburk
Guitar
Billy Powers
Billy Powers
Vocals
Joel Moore
Joel Moore
Guitar
John Vail
John Vail
Classical Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rico Marziali
Rico Marziali
Composer
Marshall Wieczorek
Marshall Wieczorek
Songwriter
Steven Funderburk
Steven Funderburk
Songwriter
Billy Powers
Billy Powers
Composer
Joel Moore
Joel Moore
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Wretched
Wretched
Producer
Marshall Wieczorek
Marshall Wieczorek
Recording Engineer
Jamie King
Jamie King
Producer
Eric Rachel
Eric Rachel
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Father's room is dark
In precious time our hearts will be alright
This floor is cold and I'm afraid
I am not afraid of conjuring her back from the grave
Whose are these voices quickly approaching me?
"Your sacrifice is not sufficient
We'll need plenty more
Before you set your sights to her."
Wires are crawling out
Struggling at my leg
I hear my brother scream
As he is consumed like a burning tree
Not again
Confiscate my arms, my heart
I must reclaim his soul at least
This sudden dream is a distraction
A backwards creature writhed in guts, in puss, in a mass of putrid flesh
This sudden dream is a distraction
A backwards creature writhed in guts, in puss, in a mass of putrid flesh
From which it cannot escape
Locking eyes with eyes as bright
As the sun reflecting off of clouds
0n such a beautiful day (beautiful day)
If only this could be illusive
Frozen by the loss of blood
Dragging myself to steel
Inching myself
To this familiar body
Painting a seal
On this familiar body (body)
All's black
Time is priceless
This bond is unconditional
I've abandoned limbs
Just to claim a part of you
Expressing sorrow with degradation pouring from my eyes
Inhaling blood, blacking out amidst the futile crime
Weightless then
Clutched in the arms of a giant man
This dream is surreal
Sailing through the gusts of wind from hell
Weightless then
Clutched in the arms of a giant man
This dream is surreal
Sailing through the gusts of wind and the rain
Written by: Billy Powers, Joel Moore, Marshall Wieczorek, Rico Marziali, Steven Funderburk, William Cornell Powers
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