I say I care too much, not for big things, but small
I’ll see through your molecules and answer the call
To make moments, lifetimes, and eternity stall
I say I care too much, not for big things, but small
I’ll see through your molecules and answer the call
To make moments, lifetimes, and eternity stall
Your name on my lips a prayer or curse
Wordplay is foreplay to entice or elude
My appetite whet as I play with my food
Your name on my lips a prayer or curse
Wordplay is foreplay to entice or elude
My appetite whet as I play with my food
Things are calling me away
My hair is being pulled by the stars again
Things are calling me away
My hair is being pulled by the stars again
While you’re destroying
All that remains
I’m circled in the fire
As we begin to sway
While you’re destroying
All that remains
I’m circled in the fire
As we begin to sway
Flaunting our phenotypes to pretend that we are brave
Fighting against breakers tumbling over like a wave
Pulling at a neck leash, like a pet that won’t behave
Unbinding our forbidden side
an effort to deprave
Flaunting our phenotypes to pretend that we are brave
Fighting against breakers tumbling over like a wave
Pulling at a neck leash, like a pet that won’t behave
Unbinding our forbidden side
an effort to deprave
Only the brave will fall from grace
Descend through Erebus, a winged race
To existence beneath all time and space
Only the brave will fall from grace
Descend through Erebus, a winged race
To existence beneath all time and space
My syllables are tied up
In words left unsaid
My syllables are tied up
In words left unsaid
For an hour the veil between worlds is lifted
A waning moon the sun not yet risen
A portal in time where souls break from their prison
For an hour the veil between worlds is lifted
A waning moon the sun not yet risen
A portal in time where souls break from their prison
God, the kinda wrong that make you feel right,
The little death that makes you feel alive,
The kinda shouldn’t that mean you should
God, the kinda wrong that make you feel right,
The little death that makes you feel alive,
The kinda shouldn’t that mean you should
Figured you out
Figured you out
Like a slice of moonlight dancing on the rim
Of the veil between their universes, catering to her every whim
Like a slice of moonlight dancing on the rim
Of the veil between their universes, catering to her every whim
A touch, a sense, the allure of skin, promising a galaxy within.
A touch, a sense, the allure of skin, promising a galaxy within.
Living in the dead of night
You won’t have a place to hide
I’ll free you from your useless life
As long as you still worship me
Living in the dead of night
You won’t have a place to hide
I’ll free you from your useless life
As long as you still worship me