الكلمات الأصلية
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In the throes of the ruby red river that flows
Through this darkening concrete
Devouring ghosts that float by
I'm with them
Up in the current and taken in whole
I've been struggling, strangling, others in tow
Have my eyes gone missing?
Imagining sequences, playing back visions
By stereo air and fragmenting emissions
I lost and found in
The loneliest thing in the shape of a fist
That I wish I could bring in this
Bitter abyss is my petrified heart
Still pounding
Out on the balcony
Reaching out to who designed this epiphany
And what the sidewalks will do
Am I just
In the process, it's the means to the end
It's the glass bottom vessel
In depth that extends to the spans
Between us
If I could, I'd cut through the cables and cords
But I'd never be able, my knifes at the table with yours
Immortal
Nothing is sacred and nothing is sure anymore
Except all that you are and stand for
Guide me toward your portal
Your portal
Your portal
Your portal
Your portal
Your portal
Your portal
