I can't hear a thing
These waves crash faster
I can't see a thing
These arms grab for wonder
Enter this widened space
Inside our own small cage
I can't hear a thing
These waves crash faster
I can't see a thing
These arms grab for wonder
King Redeem - Queen Serene
Dust drifts by with one last try
Clench, trapped, lids fold inside
Blurred mind, dry tears foam from high
Sleep walked past my cornea
Eclipse washed out, unscathed
Search for the formal stage
I slip past my own mind
A small gift taken from my time
Mute mouth
Mute mind
Color spectrum false
Invoke heart
Rate race
Hysteria develops a hold
Raging winds force the Earth's symphony through my ears
Clarity is not known
A fortress blackened by a dissolving sun
A visual memory vanishes
Presence of hope intertwined
A transcript lost from what we've taught.
To speak is not an act without our tongues.
The human race has been deformed.
A quilt of skin surrounds our lungs.
Build an arrow to force a grim corrupted turn.
Color spectrum is now false... our eyes will see no more.
A transcript lost from what we've taught.
To speak is not an act without our tongues.
The human race has been deformed.
A quilt of skin surrounds our lungs.
Build a monster to bury the infected worm.
Color spectrum is now false... our eyes will see no more.
Mute mouth.
Mute mind.
King redeem... Queen serene.
Blinded bells... the deafened sing.
Hysteria develops a hold.
Clarity is not known.
We cough the future.
We scratch the past.
Into the circular I grab the jagged gaze.
Color spectrum false, invoke heart rate race.
A transcript lost from what we've taught.
To speak is not an act without our tongues.
The human race has been deformed.
A quilt of skin surrounds our lungs.