The Impossible Product Songtext
von The Last Ten Seconds of Life

Dismal looming current
A darkness I call my own
Fuck all the extra
Won′t take no for an answer
Torn by temptation
Suffocated for a spell
Though temptation does not sleep softly
When entombed in the womb where it swelled
And swelled
And swelled

It's beyond hushing and hiding away
The damnation of this plane

Eternal conflict, I can′t come to terms
Eons and eons of darkness interred
What the fuck is it worth?
All of the hurt, I plead


Martyr me heavenly hands
Mold the impossible product
Cut lines and shapes
Slave away until I ooze perfect incarnate
Martyr me heavenly hands
Mold the impossible product
Cut lines and shapes
Slave away until I ooze perfect incarnate

It's beyond hushing and hiding away
Damnation on display

Dismal looming current
A darkness I call my own
Blocking all the extra bullshit out
As I squeeze blood from this stone
Torn by temptation
Suffocated for a spell
Though temptation does not sleep softly
When entombed in the womb where it swelled

Out on the edge of the earth
I look down, see the universe from up above sleeping sound
It's indifferent, cutthroat and cold
Will I make it back? Will I make it back whole?
Any compromise I welcome it
The honey of my soul I cherish it
This vessel is wearing thin
On the edge of the earth and I want back in


Martyr me heavenly hands
Mold the impossible product
Cut lines and shapes
Slave away until I ooze perfect incarnate

It′s beyond hushing and hiding away

Now tell me, what the fuck is it worth?
All of the hurt
All of the pain
Tell me
All of the hurt
All of the pain

What the fuck is it worth?

I want back in