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Link to original video:    • Mgła "Exercises in futility VI" live ...   Grimfrost Discount Code: APREACTS Support us on Patreon:   / apreacts   Merch: https://shop.spreadshirt.ca/ap-reacts/ Feel free to leave a comment with a video/band suggestion, we try our best to get to as many requests as possible. Concerts we will be attending and providing a review: Feb 4th - Machine Head Feb 18th - Vader, Abysmal Dawn & Hideous Divinity Feb 19th - Opeth & Graveyard Feb 26th - Soulfly & Toxic Holocaust Feb 29th - While She Sleeps Mar 18th - Insomnium, Omnium Gatherum & Seven Spires Mar 25th - Fleshgod Apocalypse & The Agonist Apr 8th - Mayhem & Abbath May 2nd - Swallow The Sun, Infected Rain & Wheel May 22nd - Apocalyptica & Lacuna Coil Lyrics: Exercises in Futility VI As if you didn't know how it feels to lose. As if you didn't know how it feels to lose at dice with fate. At least have some dignity. As if it wasn't a lifetime spent on connecting the dots, there was no pattern. As if the irony was more than a defense mechanism and we could actually laugh for a change. As if steel hooks in our backs were more than a nuisance and we could actually feel something. Self crucified - missed the right tree. Tore the wrong eye out. The hissing of hellfire. Self crucified - missed the right tree. For this I've gained a victory. I burn as I ought to. As if everything was to be made right one day, dreams don't come true for people like us. As if the gods were bored with peace in our hearts and their fingers are itchy. As if we never broke people out of sheer boredom and slept calmly among the wastes. And then, we see bright and clear. As if we would be someone else, while mindlessly wandering through the mountains. As if we would be someone better, spelling purgatory in Latin alphabet. Self crucified - missed the right tree. Tore the wrong eye out. The hissing of hellfire. Self crucified - missed the right tree. For this I've gained a victory. I burn as I ought to. As if all this was something more than another footnote on a postcard from nowhere, another chapter in the handbook for exercises in futility...