Scarab - Northlane

Crawling through the burning sand

Just a man who’s lost in time (lost in time)

Distant memories of a life

That flow like waves within my mind

Look upon these calloused hands

As they move without a thought

Lucid wisdom in every atom

The golden mind of Thoth

We are the gods who have lost ourselves in forms

Like a scarab in the mind we fester in the soul

I have felt the burden of pain

For the last time

You want the fucking truth?

So you want the fucking truth?

The truth is we all suffer

The truth is we all suffer

We all suffer in life

We all suffer (suffer) in time

Beat me down, beat me down

Again and again, again and again

Beat me down, beat me down

Again and again, again and again

Beat me down, beat me down

Again and again, again and again

Beat me down, beat me down

Rain hell on me

In life we all suffer

But I will find my way

Through the darkness

This is the truth

In the back of my mind

It’s been hiding away

For me to find

Dancing in the fire

We burn together

This pain will never end

Dancing in the fire

We burn together

This pain will never end