Have you kissed the ground
In service of the needles
Forgotten face
Found tucked away
And vacuum black
This ghost has been with you
All along
My voice is lost, inherently violent
We already made our casket stand
Trust when you’re dead
You wanted it so bad
That you didn’t see how f**ed it was
All the pulses were a line
Anesthetize you waste away
In the city you wept a grave
Decay
Drilled to the chest
The amulet receives our
Forgotten face
And in its place
The mirror scar
Has grown
And lost its feel long ago
My voice is lost, inherently violent
We already made our casket stand
Trust when you’re dead
You wanted it so bad
That you didn’t see how f**ed it was
All the pulses were a line
Anesthetize you waste away
In the city you wept a grave
Decay
You disrupt the phase
We can speak in opposites
Intersected hands decay
(You’re always on your knees on time, always on your way out)
The mirror starts to fade
We out wait the revenant
(You’re always on your knees on time, always on your way out)
Intersected eyes
Decay