This Chant

Impossible to carry,
Now it covers you whole
A name, and it will be ignored
It will be your fault, it will be your fault

A fine dress made of stone,
Turns you into a breathing mess
I hope you see it fade away,
Zero in on the point, zero in on the point

How am I supposed to stand?
White noise all around
This chant emerges:
We are one, one is all, all is dust

This dried mouth clamors now
For the utopia that they sold us
As a way of living,
So it is their fault, yeah, it is their fault

Tug of war, instead of trying
To save yourself alone
Do we spiral into hubris?
And you laugh at night, yeah, you celebrate

How am I supposed to stand?
White noise all around
This chant emerges:
We are one, one is all, all is dust

Subliminal disease,
Deceiving yet innocent
The many tears from your eyes
That I hope they don't see

Hold tight to your beliefs
Blink twice and be honest
A void that I'll fill with grief,
Tunes that defy your sleep

The many tears from your eyes
That I hope they don't see
A void that I'll fill with grief,
Tunes that defy your sleep



Credits
Writer(s): Patricio Lugano
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