The circuits hum beneath the sky
So we stayed in
Our words coil
Electric
Uneven
Though the night distills its bitter essence
A dull light persists in quiet presence
The path is raw
A delicate ignition
(This is a dreadful path)
The world unfolds
Comes to fruition
(This is a dreadful world)
The walls leak screams
Of unrecorded endings
Echoes sink into a pulse
Unending
Though the night distills its bitter essence
A dull light persists in quiet presence
The path is raw
A delicate ignition
(This is a dreadful path)
The world unfolds
Comes to fruition
(This is a dreadful world)
Trapped under this weight
Oh!
The pulse will not surrender
Oh!
Its beat resolves in tones
Sharp and tender
The path is raw
A delicate ignition
(This is a dreadful path)
The world unfolds
Comes to fruition
(This is a dreadful world)
