The Parasite
Breathe my breath into your head
Righteous, pure, and sour with death
Here I am, just empty skin
There is no way out, there is no way in
Crucified in fractured fields of blue
All information is equally true
Feed on me, feed on me, feed on me now
Feed on me, feed on me, feed on me now
Over the plains and under the seas
Follow the lines, they all lead back to me
Tunnel the mountains and cut through the skies
Cut open your belly, look into my eyes
Come to me, come to me, come to me now
Come to me, come to me, come to me now
You are not free, you are not free
Come to me, come to me, come here to me
You must come to me, you are not free
You are not free, you must come here to me
Come to me, feed on me, come to me, feed on me
Come to me, feed on me, come to me, feed on me
Come to me, feed on me, come to me, feed on me
Come to me, feed on me, come to me, feed on me
Come to me, feed on me, come to me
I wonder what you are, I wonder where I am
I wonder if the water is swallowing the land
I wonder if an image is realer than the thing
I wonder if I'm singing what you're thinking me to sing
I wonder if I lost you, you were pulsing in my hand
Now the continents are shifting, from the future to the past
The deeper into space, the smaller that you'll go
The more that you consume, the less you'll ever know
I wonder what I was, I wonder where this is
I wonder what's inside you, will the glass reveal your bliss?
Am I broken into pieces to be scattered in the wind?
When the revelation comes, does it erase the host that lives
In the body of a sun that itself exists within
An ever-shrinking sphere that is contracting as we spin?
I wonder how we got here, I wonder if I care
I wonder if your breathing is stealing all the air
Breathing in
Breathe us in
Read my mind
Reach inside
Righteous, pure, and sour with death
Here I am, just empty skin
There is no way out, there is no way in
Crucified in fractured fields of blue
All information is equally true
Feed on me, feed on me, feed on me now
Feed on me, feed on me, feed on me now
Over the plains and under the seas
Follow the lines, they all lead back to me
Tunnel the mountains and cut through the skies
Cut open your belly, look into my eyes
Come to me, come to me, come to me now
Come to me, come to me, come to me now
You are not free, you are not free
Come to me, come to me, come here to me
You must come to me, you are not free
You are not free, you must come here to me
Come to me, feed on me, come to me, feed on me
Come to me, feed on me, come to me, feed on me
Come to me, feed on me, come to me, feed on me
Come to me, feed on me, come to me, feed on me
Come to me, feed on me, come to me
I wonder what you are, I wonder where I am
I wonder if the water is swallowing the land
I wonder if an image is realer than the thing
I wonder if I'm singing what you're thinking me to sing
I wonder if I lost you, you were pulsing in my hand
Now the continents are shifting, from the future to the past
The deeper into space, the smaller that you'll go
The more that you consume, the less you'll ever know
I wonder what I was, I wonder where this is
I wonder what's inside you, will the glass reveal your bliss?
Am I broken into pieces to be scattered in the wind?
When the revelation comes, does it erase the host that lives
In the body of a sun that itself exists within
An ever-shrinking sphere that is contracting as we spin?
I wonder how we got here, I wonder if I care
I wonder if your breathing is stealing all the air
Breathing in
Breathe us in
Read my mind
Reach inside
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Gira
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