[Alt-Metal / Nu Metal] HOLLOW SYNTAX - CRADLE OF THE STARVED (Offical Audio)

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📖 *Lyrics*
("No peace... no end...")
The wind carries names I forgot long ago...

I wandered down from hills gone dry
Dust in my throat, truth in the sky
Feet like prayers worn into stone
Chasing things best left unknown

I walk the cradle of the starved
Where nothing heals and hearts stay carved
No fire warms, no drink can soothe
The hunger knows just what to choose
(Call my name...)
(But not too loud)
The ones who hear don't wear a shroud

I met a shape that had no face
It whispered loss, it bled disgrace
I gave it songs, I gave it skin
It only smiled and pulled me in

This ache—older than breath or bone
Follows me like it’s carved in stone
It doesn't beg, it doesn’t plead
It just becomes the things I need

I walk the cradle of the starved
Through broken fields and marks unscarred
Where eyes don’t blink, and mouths don’t close
And every wound the silence knows
(Say it soft...)
(Breathe it slow...)
You feed it more than you can show

Clawed from the rift where the silence grew,
Truth drip thick in a violent hue.
Walk with a curse that the quiet knew,
Tied to the thirst I can’t fight or chew.

Feast in a dream that devours the breath,
Steps spell death in a down-tuned depth.
Chants in the cracks where the old world slept,
I dance with the past 'til there's nothing left.

Pulse in a spiral, cold and tight,
Gold in the dirt where I stole my light.
Fangs in a grin when I hold that bite —
Soul gone thin but I mold that fight.

Fed on need, not want, not will,
Bent on speed when the thoughts stand still.
Bled that creed on a frostbit hill —
Now I see what's beneath that thrill.

Crack the bone — pull the thread
The yearning hums beneath my tread
No face, no form — but always near
A weight that sings inside your fear
(Shut your eyes!)
(Don’t you pray!)
It feeds on hope that turns away

I walk the cradle of the starved
No promises, no false regards
A hunger crowned in silver sleep
That chews the soul it vows to keep
(Don’t come close...)
(Don’t try to know...)
It’s always there beneath the glow

"It waited long, and so did you...
Now you belong to what is true."

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