Coffle Lyrics


Ropes to wrists, Body to body

Affliction & infection the common bond

A pitiful crawl, Lambs to the slaughter

Feed on the ones who have fallen

Pain & toil through darkened days

Character building trials

Approach the end with scarred & bleeding hands

A cold nothing to offer

Suffering made easy, inherited penance

The arch sin of being born

A quest for the vice of the senses

A belittling reward for aiding life's victims

Begrudging the journey of a distorted idea

With no assurance of salvation

Impaled on the stone crafts of man

Mast to honor the dead & invisible

Disrupt the channeling of what should be

Tainted blood battered souls in full march

Broken dreams pave the road to oblivion

Tearful wails & betraying trust

Comprise the requiem leading the procession

Condemnation chokes the last breath away

Ropes to wrists, Body to body

Affliction & infection the common bond

A pitiful crawl, lambs to the slaughter

Feed on the ones who have fallen

Pain & toil through darkened days

Character building trials