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Spoken recited verses, whispered curses, nothing to hold you accountable
Airs and graces, a million faces, disguises to keep you immemorable
A time to go, nothing really to show, only a bad scent to linger and follow
As you trip down the stairs disgraced and despaired, can’t sink their hooks in your ego
FEAR AS ONE
(VOMITS STARS)
TASTE OF DUST
(INGRAINED IN US)
Nothing’s Changed
Tragic twisted spaces, listed razors to help keep you presentable
Breaking the skin, course wires within, features bound, always appearing relatable
Stagnant denial, armchair messiah, a cross to bear with no purpose
Proud is the liar, who smothers the fire, rating autonomy worthless
FEAR AS ONE
(VOMITS STARS)
TASTE OF DUST
(INGRAINED IN US)
Nothing’s Changed
(Words by Lliezel Elllick / Armin Hensel)
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I have a special secret to share with you
I believe i have discovered a way to trap a segment of time
It is simple
a soul of the dead, a disembodied spirit imagined
usually its a vague shadowy evanescent form
as wandering among, a haunting presence
Trap these things in scents
Only the intangible can retain the intangible
~Only~ the intangible can retain the intangible
The perfect and most effective way to trap time
The perfect, and most effective way…
To trap
Time
(Words by Lliezel Ellick)
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Breathe scents
Smell, seethe
Unfurling behaviour
A sense of relief
To find grime covered wonders
Tales to believe
When the sea comes to find us
When the sea comes we’ll grieve
(When the sea comes we’ll grieve…)
For the caves full of mystery
That we’ll never see
As we fight to the bottom
As we fight to breathe
And the stories keep flowing
White and swirling with the breeze
The sound of the breaking
Is all we hear from beneath
Cold, caught,
On the ocean floor
The swell will hold us beneath
Sway to the tide
Forever more
Wash away all we’ve believed
Breathe scents
Smell, seethe
Unfurling behaviour
A sense of relief
To find grime covered memories
Tales that deceived
When the sea comes to find us
Now the seas come were free
(Now the seas come we’re free…)
Cold, caught,
On the ocean floor
The swell will hold us beneath
Sway to the tide
Forever more
Wash away all we’ve believed
(Lyrics written by Lliezel Ellick)
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