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Artifex Pereo Lyrics


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Butcher's Son I wear a mask molded from clay. I walked on my…
Deadweight I have a glove full of pointless bones and veins Sucking…
Edgar Suit I found a way to find you out. You shift far…
Liable For Tragedy We baited hooks with subtle reward in mind. Little mattered …
No Stranger To Worry Have you heard the myth of men That predict their own…
Paper Ruled All I′ve got a question for the hands who rule the…
Posture And Progress I am the king of short phrases, because my good…
Suburbanite Sprawl He contends with the wind to be where it's been Collecting…
The Baker Act This hole in my head is complicating When it comes to…
The Lantern And The Firefly I have a lantern. I turned it into a rocket…
The Pendulum Gather the crowd, I've dropped the gavel. Polish the badges…
To Listen & Say Nothing You insist that we were meant to be born this…



Weary Lungs If I were to open up, you would have a…


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Jive Wilson

Love this track. The lyrics are great too:


Bones are begging to announce, what the flesh already knows.
Life is a lesson in impermanence, a moment's born to decompose.
We are granted but an instant here, providing more than ample time.
The map is seldom read without a key, with fortune lost or left behind.
Grace is stolen from black and white.
Shade gives way in its own good time.
Grey speaks volumes to color blind.
Place is space between the cracks where we collide.
Our eyes brush the world with paint that shows us home.
The deserts, they crack and dry neglected mirages while the faults reflect.
Sand sings sweetly when you're listening.
Mountains give way, if our touch simply rejects.
Gaze into the darkness, strip away the layers of vibrant explosions born of truths we gave them.
Gaze into the darkness, forget the motions you've been taught, no solid ground to lay your head is given.
Tides hue the stone with a patient hand, mimicking form from a perfect plan.
Ash turns to dust with the constant wind.
That which is made and unmade again.

Cambria Ascending

New favorite song ♥️♥️♥️

Maxxions

omg this is sick!!

Bryan Rocci

Love this fuckin band

Annica Brown

Wow my name has a song.....

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