Woke from a vision The plot is still fleeting I carry you with me but I know what I saw Hole in my head in the shape of a man I swear it was an illusion of the retina
Already seen but cannot access my memories With repetition in my temporal lobe Relief is fleeting I know something is with me Release the pressure The leviathan flows
Soma cell Soma Ross Nothing saved Double knot
If I tie up the loose ends into a forceful mechanical movement Hemisphere intuition Deal with the light if it doesn't enter
Where was the grace when I was asking for it? There is an absence in your phosphenetic Fear, full of hate perforates me like a yellow jacket Where was the grace when I was begging? I was asking for it
I thought the cut was just a laceration (Laceration) Now I recall that it was visual (Visual) It's just a phrase to induce decapitation Once you taste it and see what I saw There's no turning back
Soma cell
Where was the grace when I was asking for it? There is an absence in your phosphenetic Fear, full of hate perforates me like a yellow jacket Where was the grace when I was begging? I was asking for it
Woke from a vision The plot is still fleeting I carry you with me but I know what I saw Hole in my head in the shape of a man I swear it was an illusion of the retina
Compositores: Courtney Laplante (SOCAN), Daniel Braunstein, Michael Stringer (SOCAN), William Bennett Crook (SOCAN)Editor: Songtrust Blvd (BMI)ECAD verificado obra #34651790 em 24/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM