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Entropy Divine

from Air of Abrasion by Shroud Of Despondency

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lyrics

Frozen joy ends up burning
Charring progress then scattering with the wind
All that effort, all that yearning
For nothing but flickers of light in the dim

Nostalgia is regret
I remember the time my nerves weren’t fried
and all the ways I tried to survive

Sickness, sweet sickness, kept me alive
While another ate my insides
Sickness, sweet sickness, kept me alive
While another ate my insides


I’m beginning to feel things decay
A sixth sense developed over time
Can’t remember faces, I never see names
A reflection losing its shine
Coupled with a brain that thinks the wrong way
A body in pain cannot pine
Suffering with no worry or say
Entropy divine

I’ve started going numb in new ways
I’ve started making up for lost time
When youthful vigor led me to think I’d survive
And walk away unscathed

Don’t need hands if you have the right face
Don’t need guts if you’re used to your back


Coupled with a brain that thinks the wrong way
A body in pain cannot pine
Suffering with no worry or say
Entropy divine

I’ve started going numb in new ways
I’ve started making up for lost time
When youthful vigor led me to think I’d survive
And walk away unscathed

Don’t need hands if you have the right face
Don’t need guts if you’re used to your back

I’m ugly
I’m malformed
I’ll need strength
To hold myself up without hands

Without nerves, without spine
Without grip, without mine
Without light, without shine
Entropy is divine

Entropy is divine

A temple of chaos
Disorder supreme
It knows that it’ll never
Be allowed to be free
This body, these nerves
This shrine atop decay
Born crumbling, falling, trembling
Rubbing itself slowly against itself
Wearing away the pain kept at bay
By youthful forms and self ignorance

How long can I last beside this shrine?
How long is my prime?

How long til the terminal tingle?
How long til my hands become one claw
That can’t scratch but myself in lieu of anyone else?

How long will it take to scratch myself raw?
To forgive myself my wrongs?

Passion is deception
Nostalgia is regret
Nostalgia is regret

I remember the time I thought I could heal
I remember the time I worked to conceal my weakness
I remember the time I thought I could heal
I remember the time I worked to conceal my weakness

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from Air of Abrasion, released August 21, 2022

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Shroud Of Despondency Milwaukee, Wisconsin

Shroud of Despondency was formed by Rory Heikkila in the late 1990's.

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