Here, In the Obsession

3 views

Lyrics

The assumption that I gave birth to flies is true.
 A dog crucified.
 The fluttering ascends.
 Shedding skin to build another.
 Let them inherit the horror.
 And the shame from which it's made.
 I wish I was as pale as you.
 Reflecting superman while the host snickers.
 We syndicate the poignant arts of mastering the unknown.
 Here, in the obsession.
 

Audio Features

Song Details

Duration
09:33
Tempo
127 BPM

Share

More Songs by Forgotten Woods

Similar Songs