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Recluse
(专辑: No Place - 2013)
Within the
shadows of the
ever-barren, We decompose like decrepit particles, Windows of your inner being. Neglecting what is loved. It's the
absence of substenance. Struggling to exist In this hallowed yet hollow shell. Hey you, Your guard's up but the
whole room can see straight through. Your exoskeleton is plastic, Melting 'round the
edges And dripping down your spine. You've got very little time. And most of it is mine anyways. Oh no! Don't hesitate, They can sense it. Within the
shadows of the
ever-barren, We decompose like decrepit particles. Can you feel me crawling through your inner being? You're a
hollow shell that once existed. Did you come into the
sending? So send me away. We all just end up as dust. Glorified ash. Rust. Welcome, my guest, to the
attic! Just shut the
trap behind you, don't panic, We don't mean to startle you. If you could just remove all your clothes, Shut your mouth and relax And we'll remove a
part of you. (Wrap her up, wrap her up, wrap her up.) Struggle deep inside the
cobweb, We can feel the
strands shake off. Fill up my stomach with heartbeats! Skitter backwards into cluttered recesses, Your home is ours! Everything you threw out, abandoned; We took as our own, built it up in our own way. Mansion of mess! A
legacy of refuse, eaten memories and scars. Don't stay. I
don't care, just let me be or make me whole. Walk, crawl, run. As long as you don't forget this place, Our faces, these old floors. "Home is where the
hearts are," Said the
hunger to the
waiting predator. Now I
know where to go. "Home is where the
fun starts," Said the
hunger to the
waiting predator. Yeah, I
know where to go. Go for the
throat.
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