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Make Them Suffer - Neverbloom (Official Music Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Make Them Suffer
Make Them Suffer
Performer
Nick Mclernon
Nick Mclernon
Electric Guitar
Sean Harmanis
Sean Harmanis
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nick Mclernon
Nick Mclernon
Composer
Sean Harmanis
Sean Harmanis
Composer

Lyrics

A single
Tear from the elms
Of emptiness falls to stain the
Cracked earth and the
Soil breathes
One final, desperate, breathe of life
Tiny
Budding flowers and colours of joy
And hope explode from the water-bead
Undying, undimming
Before shattering to dust
Before shattering
To dust, to dust
These woods have no memory
Of the touch of sun
Or the smell of dew
And all I can hear through the
Deafening silence
Are the moaning trees
It was Morrow who cursed this place
Now, cheerless and stagnant it
Screams in
In the night so
We hearken the cries
From the heart of the wood
I linger
On in doubt
Darkness
Comes early down here
Wishing upon ages
Ages
These flowers will someday
Bloom
I'd wait here forever
Forever
Just to see
Just to see
They never bloom
You fucking betrayed us
In these woodlands we wove
Dreaming amidst the groves
Morrow, no one could stop us
Although, now the orchards
No longer grow
So I'll reclaim the throne of woe
I'm starting to count the stars
By myself
This winter
Is eating away at my soul
I'll always remember the day
I was
Stabbed in the back
I'll always remember the day
I was
Stabbed in the back
In the back
Just like teardrops
The limbs of the dying trees
Began to
Fall
One by one
Just like teardrops
The limbs of the
Dying
Trees began to fall
Now let me sleep
Let me sleep
In this garden that
Never blooms
A single
Tear from the elms
Of emptiness falls to stain the cracked earth
And the
Soil breathes
One final, desperate, breathe of life
Tiny
Budding flowers and colours of joy
And hope explode from the water-bead
Undying, undimming
Before shattering to dust
Before shattering
To dust, to dust
These woods have no memory
Of the touch of sun
Or the smell of dew
And all I can hear
Through the
Deafening silence
Are the moaning trees
And so here I will wait for the spring
In the garden of
Tears
If you listen in the night
You hearken the cries
From the heart of the wood
And so here
I will wait
Until
My last dying days
Wishing upon ages
Ages
These flowers will someday bloom
I'd wait here forever
Forever
Just to see
Just to see
They never bloom
Never see
These flowers bloom
Written by: Christopher Arias-Rea, Craig Buckingham, Louisa Burton, Nicholas Mclernon, Nick Mclernon, Roland Lim, Sean Harmanis, Tim Madden
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