The Damage Manual - South Pole Fighters lyrics

It's even brittle They lock hands To make a line Perhaps dividing Solid forest Saw blades Sightless flawless Walking sideways Chain could bite In this white out Scissor teeth Cruelty lip Tireless grasp Frigid spike Gla** desert Mesmerise Circulation South pole fighters Missing climate Bleeding wind Needle wages Blinking words Ghost of light No circulation Way of breathing No more blades No more walk No more hide Against a whiteness Black desert End arena Sightless flawless No more breathe No more shadow South pole fighters