Esoterica

Gypsies suture the truth
In my astral projections
Shamans craft the cure
Inside the void of infection

The depth of deft is stolen
Wrest from the blessed broken

Aural Spirits
Ether Fits
Esoteric Acrimony

The little death
In the saccarrine chasm
Mirage of bonds
Defile the phantasm

Last rites verbose
The priest scolds the ghost
Descend into the prism
Of the different dimensions

The depth of deft is stolen
Wrest from the blessed broken

Aural Spirits
Ether Fits
Esoteric Acrimony

The little death
In the saccarrine chasm
Mirage of bonds
Defile the phantasm
My soul is morose
I'm on fire
And bellicose



Credits
Writer(s): Paul Jackson
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