This Is Not Lucid şarkı sözleri

The night is raining, full of trees Of dead and drowning leaves Like a wilted poem, A decrepit home Made up with floors of three And my demon's in the distance I am scared and so is she I follow... The little ones of coldest stares With their skin ripped off in places Bleeding thoughts with mouths agape Eyes filled with marble casings And I feel their lonesome artist He is near and he is pacing His heart is hollow... I fell into the blackest hole Lucidity was never know In the world of half-lit catacombs Reverberating moonlight drones A monitor is shining on three faces Through the crescent glass I've seen this older place before And its life will never pass I move into its half-light And its hold is holding fast It's awake... Tiny, stuffy project place The stove-light glow adorns Their faces pass, their skin burnt black They howl like a storm And I see them through the screen It is dirty, it is torn They scream and curse and cry... There's an Elm churchyard I watch myself inside We're laughing and we're talking Of how we conduct our lives The north's brutal daughter seduces Raising her hips high I open up my eyes...