The Academy Is... - Memento Mori lyrics

this will die out. Narrative: Fear. a fever is dancing in stride with our metronome memory hipocracy here. painting a portrait that's dripping with cra** composition fumbled trust, the father is dead. cathedrals are burning lies fuel fires, fear burns red, now i'm cold. ***going inside of our heads. when we whisper: danger, danger, pull the lever. turn the page and i burn better in the morning. Heartlessness. Narratives. Christ, where'd you go? Impa**ioned. Abandoned. Why, you were wrong. this will die out. Narrative fear. a fever is dancing in stride. Metronome memory. hipocracy here. it's painting a portrait that's screaming "the silence of dying." fumbled trust, the father is dead. cathedrals are burning. lies fuel fires. fear burns red and i'm cold. ***going inside of our heads. when we whisper: danger, danger, pull the lever and i burn better in the morning. Heartlessness. Narratives. Christ, where'd you go? Impa**ioned. Abandoned. Why, you were wrong. *long random talking* Heartlessness. Narratives. Christ, where'd you go? Impa**ioned. Abandoned. Why, you were wrong. we've forgotten how to read. we've forgotten how to believe. the text has gone dark. the author receeds.