By My Own Hand

from Icarus by Dew-Scented

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Limited-edition Metal Blade Records first press Digipak CD from 2012 for the Icarus album. Contains 3 exclusive bonus tracks ("In Dying Mode", and two cover versions of Prong's "Steady Decline" and Inside Out's "No Spiritual Surrender"), and also comes with two stickers. Out of print, these are the final remaining copies available directly from the band. All copies are still factory sealed.

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lyrics

I’ve got to pick up the pieces by myself, to reconcile
Inner peace to seek, in my final hours
In declination I’ve built these towering walls around me
It’s too late now, no turning back from the course that’s been set

My life is falling apart
And I tried, I fought with fortitude
The time has come to break free
All by my own hand

I can’t decide, what’s really right and what is wrong
Can’t see clearly, distracted by affliction
Seeking shelter behind a shield of eternal rest
Never again, no rules to follow, this is about free will

My life is falling apart
And I tried, I fought with fortitude
The time has come to break free
All by my own hand

Nothing in my way
Reaching for higher ground
Oblivion of being
There’s a time for everyone

I’m gone too far, beyond redemption
And all is well that ends well

I’ve got to pick up the pieces by myself, to reconcile
Inner peace to seek, in my final hours
In declination I’ve built these towering walls around me
It’s too late now, no turning back from the course that’s been set

Nothing in my way
Reaching for higher ground
Oblivion of being
There’s a time for everyone
All by my own hand