Too Many Epiphanies

What a sight to behold
New maps on a carcass
Brains don't feel at home
Black ghost claims the fortress

Confess, your will is wounded
Weakened by the scare
By the scare

To look upon a mountain
I hear the carving of bones
To sew your veins and keep you staring

I see the end
The bitter view of wires 'round your heart
To finally believe the waiting

Make room for the horrors
You can't breathe through a pile of wonders
And once that habit is born
The light can not recover

Trust machines to track down demons
Treat yourself to collect these burdens

Stop this trip
Throw your anchor
Watch these depths now
You can't go further

To look upon a mountain
I hear the carving of bones
To sew your veins and keep you staring

I see the end
The bitter view of wires 'round your heart
To finally believe the waiting

Make room for the horrors
You can't breathe through a pile
The horrors

Don't know how to trust it
To sew your veins and keep you staring
See the end

I see the end
The bitter view of wires 'round your heart
Around your heart

The wires 'round your heart
Around your heart
Wires 'round your heart...



Credits
Writer(s): Mirza Radonjica, Sylvester Gert Jensen, Benjamin Julian Ganzhorn, Dennis Fog Larsen
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