Mouth of the Architect
Album • 2004
In time all will fall apart. This love will die. Feel the weight, feel the life drain. These rigid teeth speak openly of the loss, a vivid chaos. Lord carry my soul.
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 25, 2025
Slit wrist life and limb to that which is unknown. Sunchild breathe light waiting to expire. Today a grave for a sadness evermore. Insect sun of lucid skin. Bury your spine when soil turns to stone. The masses comatose. Marching into the storm. Bereft of all - take my soul. Lay my weary head to rest.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 25, 2025
Hold your breath and everything will change. The seed will live.
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 25, 2025
The worm within plots its course. Feeding parasite with woe. The poison claims its vein. Making less of the drone. Aeons above and below cast in fire. Along the current's spine we row.
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 25, 2025
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