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Unfurnished treeless barren ball
Rotates spitting toxins
Time to destroy
A balance not unlike
Rotates farther changing
Directs
And wins each vision
Each vision blurred
Not ever thinking
Linking
That shape unknown
Linking
Progress
Undermine
Basic
Binary
Off
On
Off
On
Breathe
Exhale
Exhale lungs
Green shudders
Camera fixed
Over exposed
Skin burns
Rage
The amber
Violent
Tempered
Tension
Surface stoned
Water
Paper
To air
Dry cracks
Growth denied
Rotates spitting toxins
Time to destroy
A balance not unlike
Rotates farther changing
Directs
And wins each vision
Each vision blurred
Not ever thinking
Linking
That shape unknown
Linking
Progress
Undermine
Basic
Binary
Off
On
Off
On
Breathe
Exhale
Exhale lungs
Green shudders
Camera fixed
Over exposed
Skin burns
Rage
The amber
Violent
Tempered
Tension
Surface stoned
Water
Paper
To air
Dry cracks
Growth denied
Lyrics submitted by ButNeverOutgunned
Track duration: 02:43
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Lying on the floor of my first solo apartment, age eighteen. Lying in an altered state of mind. I just relaxed into the corpse pose and concentrated on the words as they played.
My mind saw a gathering of people. They seemed very tall, but it was because I was lying down, looking up at them. I couldn't make out their faces; there wasn't much light at all. I felt like I knew everyone there. They felt very familiar.
I just looked up at them. And they were singing the angel voice you hear in the song. So there was that beautiful angel voice & people gathered all around & looking down at me. As the voice spoke the words, there was a faint glowing light that began to appear behind all the people. Their shadows cast upon me.
As the words continued to be spoken, I started to feel like I was being moved. The people started to part at my feet. I felt like I was floating in the air. Floating feet first towards the light behind the people.
I now notice that the people are supporting my weight in their arms. They are moving me into a vessel.
My feet become very warm. It suddenly occurs to me that I am moving towards an oven of some sort.
I believe I was being cremated. I drew a sketch of it.
Fond fond memories.