He was patient
Slow descent, chills the bones
His wait maybe long
Still
Instrumental
[Instrumental]
Always Object
Always Subject
Can You see Us Are we there?
Are we
Beneath lifes white chill
No tolerance
Bone cold
Hibernation
I'd like to take, I'd like to feel wanted
Take 'em
We became parts of a greater whole
The black hole sees
And the water takes hold
Fills his lungs and crushes his
[partial word version]
Doors to fire
Camoflagued by fire
Shine to earth
Collapse the veins
Crush the heart
Snap the tendons
Dissolve the bones
Flood the
A towering emission
Admit the truth
Become the signal
Instrumental
The divine mother stumbles
Cancer wrapped around her heart
The eyes of
Come down on me, my sweet angel
Poison milk from that
His time there so long
His fingers trace the endless walls
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