The Impossible Product Album Version by The Last Ten Seconds of Life Lyrics
Dismal looming current, a darkness I call my own
Fuck all the extra, won't take no for an answer
Eeeaaa, no!
Torn by temptation, suffocated for a spell
Though temptation does not sleep softly
When entombed in the womb where it swelled
...and swelled! (2x)
(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 [2x]
"It's beyond hushing and hiding away"
(Damnation on display!)
Dismal looming current, a darkness I call my own
Blockin' 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, cut-throat, 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!
Fuck all the extra, won't take no for an answer
Eeeaaa, no!
Torn by temptation, suffocated for a spell
Though temptation does not sleep softly
When entombed in the womb where it swelled
...and swelled! (2x)
(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 [2x]
"It's beyond hushing and hiding away"
(Damnation on display!)
Dismal looming current, a darkness I call my own
Blockin' 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, cut-throat, 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!