pb - In Parallels

Of The Deep

Ammunition pocks on the shag
Lesions open black and steaming
Here I lie your femme little fag
Here I come in your ears screaming

A crooked dance, I jabber walk
A zombie in your mother's jewelry
The morning in your mirror knocks
Florescent from its midnight obscurity

I was forged in fire
I was forged in fire

And I'm standing upon
The greatest heights of the deep

One by one, the holes dry up
Slug by slug, rewound, reloaded
The dirty secrets I could dig up
Expressions are a website decoded

I was forged in fire
I was forged in fire



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Other Album Tracks

  1. Atlantis
  2. Breathe
  3. Of The Deep
  4. Aurora Born
  5. Moon Lure
  6. In Parallels
  7. Lament for the Living
  8. The Steam Engine
  9. Disappearing
  10. Walking On Air

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Altri album

  1. Demon Juice
  2. The Wave
  3. Her April
  4. Desperately
  5. In Parallels
  6. Atlantis
  7. Walking On Air
  8. In Parallels
  9. Spots
  10. Ok

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