Rose Quartz & Fentanyl

Death perception, death perception
All clairvoyant interceptions
Are receptive to incepted
Past conceptions past conception

Descent. Eyes. Flickering lights. Tunneling sight

Is it in the subtle way that you put it
I can't seem to hear things right?
If it's getting out of frame, don't push it
Flickering incandescent lights

Eyes. Descent. Eyes. Flickering lights

Even in a phantom haze your pieces
A burning corpus pyre, bright
Reflect their own material rays they're fleeced with
Eschewing pure of crystal light
Just before your spirit body's flayed it releases
The only orb that knows which path is the right one to take

Eyes. Flickering lights. Descent. Eyes. Tunneling sight

Abandon notions of the past without attributing a temporal sequence
Cut off your mental associations regarding the future, without anticipation

Death perception, death perception
All clairvoyant interceptions
Are receptive to incepted
Past conceptions past conception

If the future stays just look it
Always weakened by its might
If your vision's frayed you took it
For granted ever having sight

Eyes. Flickering lights. Descent. Eyes
Descent

Call me back
Followed home to the field
Whispers
I can feel them all around me

And all of this is just
Breathing forth
Whispering to my soul

I won't forget them
In the moonlight
Following through the void
We all know
And I've been a good boy
I stood waiting
On the precipice of death
On the precipice of this
On the echoed reminisence of my friends

Their shattered souls
Their wicked lies
Their chain-link fences

We had it improvised
We had all the answers
And all the drugs
Just sitting there

I can't do it any more
I can't stand it
Can't take it anymore
I gave up on you forever ago
Sckus ydobyreve

I don't want it
I don't want anything
How does it feel?
How does it feel to want?