The Funeral Pyre - Devourer lyrics

Nothing can replace, what damage is done Spewing from your mouth Like locusts clouding the sky Venomous and painful Puncturing this giant wall It will not hold Words as weapons An onslaught, that I cannot win I sit, wondering if I can heal, but my battle is lost Sorrow, oh sorrow, how do we withstand this test of strength? My legs cannot sustain this weight Crushing all that stands Devourer, devourer My battle is lost