Possessor

Sick orange lights, of the suburbs tonight
Constellations come unbound, the breath of hell lays on the ground
Screams collapse the silence, under evergreens
An ancient style of violence that penetrates your dreams
Fear rolls past, fear moves fast

Open, possession

Into a madness, lines carved into the floor
Invisible pathways, lead to your bedroom door
Invisible hands, invisible plans

It started again, when the spasms began
'Round the thing the weather's bent, now he's wandering these streets by scent
Borne from another order, curled up inside
When something's wearing you, there ain't no place to
Hide, hide

Open, Possession

Into a madness, I'm out on the weakest limb
Invisible hands



Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Giavedoni
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