Lyrics Mouthful Of Precious Stones - The Red Chord
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Mouthful Of Precious Stones , by - The Red Chord. Song from the album Fed Through The Teeth Machine, in the genre Метал Release date: 26.10.2009 Record label: Metal Blade Records Song language: English
Mouthful Of Precious Stones
Fed through the teeth machine.
Row after row of dysmorphic minerals
All the things that I have seen, drowning in my reflection
Bleed from sores that reach out to everyone in the room
Touched by sepsis, cradled in a mountain of bone
I pretend not to notice that we belong in the same room
We touch the same door handle and drink from the same fountain
I’m repulsed.
Sickening drive to cultivate loathing
I dishonest nod and grin as we pass in the streets
Eater!
Nashing pit full of bracing.
Tangled in a tortured sickness
Search your soul.
Unlock the treatures
Crossing through those pearly gates that exit to that special place
We belong in the same room.
Smiling in my reflection
Bound tight by nerve endings and veins;
Wound just like nooses
To dissuade my confusion
We touch the same door handles and drink from the same fountain