Though it may seem You never denied me of anything You said in your worthless lie Better stay with your own and I'll stay with mine But if only we could
Bring yourself up to the light You shall be burned senselessly Bring yourself up to the light You shall be rinsed out of your state Confine yourself to
My man Dissolved in my hand Just like an avalanche He's gone Our plans There's no plans White mountaintop I climbed down My man Dissolved in my hand
Why is this delight Excused as nothing? Is this the vigor A vast decay? This ugly state I shall not answer This nausea I delve to slain This
You fiend, you friend, you confidant You hold me against my will I scurry and scant this hectic step You climb adrift this boorish racket This wire
This frost you stand in It draws on wobbled legs This sway is stabled I gnaw through your gate You sort what i bend You jar me for relief This canter
There's the palest shape Steady your weeping face Put the pillow to your cheek For i'm failing in your eyes This funeral lies inside My mourning
Warm like the sun You give me your hand And say come in ?? breath A funny face You say come in All has changed from here I will (come in)?? / I
This state it cannot be sound For seeing through The day with fresh eyes Try to lick these bits Back into place These tanks bore there wintry weight
There?s no cure so why should i care You have fled into this blackness In this sling i must contain You use your force To comfort my trembling hands
Air dives from your reach You cover your mouth Hoard your lovely breath For which not to speak You?re always sweet In the darkest days
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There goes your body in a box That is all i have left Now this odor lines my shaking bed There?s no order to you Come with me you dirty wretch
Your presence howls inside my ear You lifted the ark from me Now there?s nothing i cannot see A wooden tin, a hidden sleet Throw the matches upon
What could hinder this haste Calm strewn the isle of this tattered grain In all this muzzled distaste I brush the vial hoping to misplace Cover me
Mend the sea on this floating tin can On the branch i bend This swollen page is a yawning friend Through the straw i stem Reframe and cut this, ailing
This drone you sound alarmingly meek Is inside my head and plummets my bed It rallies and summons me in my sleep The sun is groggy and upon your plate
This background is so vague This falter much too strong A slew of reluctance Makes the focus warble on For every laden vein Is a grim pail of prey