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Songs and Lyrics

All Lyrics by Will Gorman

Current Playlist Consists of:

1. Arachnid

Enter the pestilence like a forgotten bloodline,
Destroy the positive or face the inebriate.
Powerless to separate your body from this mind,
Immobilized to survive this dying husband.

Methodically counting the sheep it takes to worship gravity.

So wish for your forms of weeping,
If not to comprehend, swaying to the poison's bridle.
So wish for your forms of weeping,
Terrified to be alone, in these virulent chains.

Partial freedom from these blackening knee's
Still powerless in separation; letting go,
the greed.

Forgetting the poison like a false memory, Gangrel the positive for It's power to inebriate the separation of this body and mind;
Immobilized to survive this weeping widow.

Unhinging the necessary,
In this tangled fray.

As my tedious consents, this relay will apprehend it's final form;
The last resort before this husband dies in the era's fray.
Before this husband dies counting.

Count the sheep.

2. Scintilla Ional
(There are no words.)

3. Prosthetic

Silent patience I'm here sleeping with this widow,
Under this yearning web.

Wearing thin like the cobwebs of a newborn.

Cretan angles I hear righting to this rhythm
Within, this failing spouse.

Wearing thin like the cobwebs of an infant.

This widows last stand
Falsify the up righting

Emulation comes only to the crippled,
Wearing thin till the day you're reborn.

This widow's stand.

4. Corona
(There are no words.)

5. Incisor

I hold your mind in tow, cause I affixed the orifice
Dangerously relaxing fist, sealing up your chrysalis
Loosened by the anesthesia
Holding steady your fire now, freezing over the catalyst
Kingdom falling four to two, loosened in the anesthesia

I hold your body now, to forget the longing luster
Future weeping till the old, pass through loves devotion
See the winding, as it spins, loosened in the anesthesia

This holy molar drilling past the roots;
Till a new dawn unearths it
(Capering) to the chrysalis

I hold your senses now, crown's dance within the fray
Compelled and contorting, the senseless motion pushing
Loosened by the anesthesia
Drill the others till they fade, hording all the mechanisms
Kingdom falling four to two, loosened in the anesthesia

So emulsify the mindset
As the new dawn, stole your compassion
Hanging sweetly by the winding.

I hold your soul now.

6. Dysentery

Here now, left scintillating in the aftermath of transgression
Script; I owe my life whilst he waits for my concession?

Guarded and free, left rippling in the reason,
without a fault to burn,
To what will end this treason and make my senses learn?

7. Half-Brother

So shimmers left swelled this idol rippling in the transgression
No fault to burn; no zeal left contemplating in the concern

Hero left, obsolete and dead to open mind,
The cancer, creates his own negativity as his wishful thinking lies.

Altar, This

Unconditional love, in the archaic shimmer of our prison cell.

Hero left, obsolete and dead to open mind,
The cancer, creates his own negativity as his wishful thinking lies.

And as chaos dictates freedom shrouded and cast by this bloodline armor
Innocence, let go from the bind; brothers, let go from trivial

As the hero left digging overconfident holes
Through the prison cell
Dragging our sense into the wishing well

Let go of the blood.

8. The Innocent

Launder into the empty spindle,
Controlling implausible open windows
See to let you out.

See to wish you were out.

Hope you like what you see,
Cause you're never gonna have it.
Enjoy your negativity.

Launder into the empty spindle,
Controlling implausible open windows
See to let you out.

See to wish you were out.

Hope you like what you see,
Cause you're never gonna have it.
Enjoy your negativity.

To let you out,
I'll forget reason all reasonable enjoyment
Of seeing you wither.
Enjoy.

9. Dysenterial

Numbed to one eye, one light, The senseless leading
The candles control over the powerless;
Scintillation shown through this dying shade

Numbed to all but one; this one, holy light
Shining as blinding and as bright as the solar once was
This one, this light shining as blinding and as bright
As this forgotten divinity

Opened to one eye, one light; the sightless
Leading of the candle's control of the tenderness;
Scintillation shown through this reaping Cyclops.

Numbed to all but one; this one, holy light
Shining as blinding and as bright as the solar once was
Feeling lost to all but this one, darkened eye
Controlling all my doubts and questions

This feeling isn't mutual.

Reapers subjected to all but one eye of lidless light;
Controlling all the sense collection.

Feeling compelled to bathe in the solar.

Bask in the light and go blind, this one, this eye
Taken by the sun to the source;
Blinded by the divinity and light, de-habilitation never felt so right.

I never felt this right.

10. Marionette
Cut the strings control freak, cutting making me see
Disabled, feeling greed, so please
Cut me free

I'm not the one who's,
Being controlled when
you're the voodoo doll.
You control the strings,
But I control the fall.

11.Corsair Du Presque

Drowning in glimpses of potency, this one emissary above me
Failing to recognize, this last chance to discover.

Minds relay the alibi,
So pure and flawless

Pendulum compassion, stolen from this present frame
Faltering the borderline, tripping over the fray in this callous delay.

Frozen past the breaking point
Catered to by the mainstream and placed upon this invisible bookmark.
Too cold to shatter.

A caresses touch from fated hands
Designating the hidden times stretching and falling through the pages, out of sync.

Relaying the alibi,
The melody whispers me a secret so pure and flawless.
Where fear dictates symphony,
Dreaming falls through the pages.

Out of sync.

12. Sticks and Batteries
(There are no words.)

13. Winchestertonfieldville

Contemplate, the reasoning
For all this gum stuck in your hair.
Lowering the virgin ears
With some picture perfect nair.

I guess it's just a matter of opinion,
You could always get pink highlights?

They'd look fine.

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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