Intronaut
Album • 2008
This track is instrumental.
The sheep play their war game In the literal black butt Theres so many rules to follow A lifespanning series of reactions You breathe in the filth and in your perspiration it absorbs a cycle as old as ones life is long everyone has always agreed
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025
narrowly escape the storm engulfing run aground in waters evaporating infinite cycle wants an ending Asking questions without answers Bliss was never knowing The hunt was better than the kill
Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025
Reactive mass Handed down from the past The clearest path No questions asked In the name of rhetoric Prophecies are fulfilled Theres much more to see Without your own two eyes
Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025
we stand at its feet and stare it straight in the eyes and strap up and set out to be unchained from the chains halfway up we'll pause and gag at the stench and think at least it's something and feel the sting swimming in dead skin theres no coming up for air
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025
Night turns into day Shadows shrink away Under noon's harsh light The promises of night seem empty The soft underside Of life surrenders to the knife day turns into night shadows grow longer dark's beckoning grows stronger mystery recedes
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025
detached from reality withdrawn from the game tiptoeing around logic catalyst dried up to a muddle words will forever fail perpetual and steady separation parched nerves drink the life out of you
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025
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