A Wake in Providence - Agonofinis (Official Visualizer)

Artist: A Wake in Providence Song: Agonofinis Album: I Write To You, My Darling Decay BUY/STREAM - Release Date: July 26th 2024 Genre - Blackened Deathcore ______________________________________ A Wake In Providence is Adam Mercer- Vocals D’Andre Tyre Guitar/Orchestration/Vocals Jorden Felion- Guitar Jesse Mcenneny- Drums _____________________________________ Agonofinis I can’t believe it Such agony, Unholy presence In my dreams You are the image of death for me The beacon of my mortality I can understand why my mind is plagued By the reality that seems so bleak to me (To me) I considered the practice Of praying after each of my sins That backwards way Of thinking has left me haunted And alone Left to count my own prayers The benediction has left its mark on the bone Can such a sorrowful story be told On the skin of vengeful perfection I write cursed words The psalms Of undead kings Creating my own prophecies To raise The dead By the blessings Those text held sacred Though Gleefully I’d kill to bring you back And those Motherfuckers Will just be parts for the infernal rebirth The ghost is watching The fog is creeping Her soul is searching Though I’ll keep grieving Hatred keeps me invested But I fear the sorrow is stronger The Agony that pulls me under Leaves my faith asunder Drown in Black ink Of the damned So I’ll go hunting Beyond heavy fog That conceals the curse from me The alluring godless promise They keep shrouded within the deep Encased in hardened agony It gives release to The miserable Decay My subterfuge Where is the god The self proclaimed savior When the pained The damned call for you I Weep and turn to the ink to ease my suffering In this maddening I understand why my mind is plagued by reality So I relive the process Of praying after each of my sins That backwards way Of thinking left me haunted, Left to count my own prayers Hatred keeps me invested But I fear the sorrow is stronger The Agony that pulls me under Leaves my faith asunder The agony I feel pales to the weight of yours Pained existence of the forlorn Living but not with purpose So I will return to the fog again I will return to the fog again