Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Perpetual Miscalculations , by - Entheos. Song from the album The Infinite Nothing, in the genre МеталRelease date: 31.03.2016
Record label: Artery
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Perpetual Miscalculations , by - Entheos. Song from the album The Infinite Nothing, in the genre МеталPerpetual Miscalculations |
| With your hungry glare, behind the webs |
| Where you cast your spells |
| The things that you say |
| They drive me insane |
| The book will not burn |
| The book will not burn |
| How I see you crave his porcelain |
| Ever so much all some more |
| Supple flesh where dreams pursue |
| Empty souls they surround me |
| Haunted faces, worn out places |
| Calling me home, calling me home |
| How your eyes have adorned |
| Such sadness now, I’m never coming home |
| Coming home |
| This shall be, a finely flippant funeral |
| The wolf salutes me |
| Haunted thought, emptiness |
| Holds me from sleep |
| Acrid fumes are rising over me, let go |
| Floating down the crimson ravine |
| So let darkness take me in |
| Burning flesh will sting my nose |
| As misery finally streams |
| A thousand unsung screams inside |
| But no tears are left to hide |
| I’m losing my mind |
| Empty souls they surround me |
| Haunted faces, worn out places |
| Calling me home, calling me home |
| How your eyes have adorned |
| Such sadness now, I’m never coming home |
| Coming home |
| I’m so at my best baby |
| When my teeth are sharp as shit |
| We could hang together |
| Kicking each other’s chairs away |
| Choking till no air is left |
| How I see you crave his porcelain |
| Ever so much all some more |
| Supple flesh where dreams pursue |
| I’m only half alive |
| But I’ve seen plenty of things |
| That have scared and destroyed my eyes |
| I’ve been dying to find out all the reasons |
| That I left my sanity behind |
| I’ve been trying to wash blood off my hands |
| Still soaked in the innocence of you |
| There’s a stench of filth left in here |
| There’s a stench of pain |
| We’ve been turning the other cheek |
| For too long, a life of sin |
| That’s brought old habits home |
| But we’re still only half alive |
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