Destined as the servant to the night
Where your moon dreams of the dirt and the sharp tongue of your zealous will
Is only congruent with the salt in your mouth
And the approaching eulogy of the world
Lost in the patterns of youth and the ghost of your aches comes back to haunt you
And the forging of change makes no difference
Memories fly through the mask of your life shielding you from time
The years that birthed the shell that you gained
Hunched over in apathetic grief with a disregard for steps except the one taken back
Perched up on a rope crafted in smoke
A sword wielding death that buried your hope
Focusing on light through the blinds
A slave to reality under a monarch in the sky
Lost in the patterns of youth where the windows shine brightly back at you
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I love the light and shade between Bryan's dirty and Emma's forlorn vocals. There are so many layers to this recording that are driven home through contrast. Plus the riffs are brilliant and get me moving. I can't stop listening to Thou and Emma in general lately. spaceman2250
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