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I: Idyll Anathema

from Vox Medusae by Potmos Hetoimos

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lyrics

[M]
Hear me speak, I call from the streets.
In lonesome heat, I writhe in the sheets.
With silver tongue and siren call,
I beckon flesh become my thrall.

[W]
She was beautiful, once,
When everything was.
She has fallen away.
The downward spiral.
She was perfect, once,
When everything was.
She’s become something less.
Unrecognizable.

[A]
The taste lingers forever.
A day without her is a thousand.
A singular drive to fill a singularity;
The vacuum craves all and holds none.
Collapse and consume; construct and confess.

[W]
A blasphemy of her former self.
Twisted and contorted by shameless hands.
Degraded and raped.
I’ve got my finger on the pulse
And beauty is dying.

[A]
Forget every face;
They aren’t meant for memory.
Grand deconstruction of glorious design.

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from Vox Medusae, released September 12, 2018

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