Clandestine Yokes
Album: A Pauper's Platter
By: mysterwighat@gmail. com
By: mysterwighat@gmail. com
Duration
4:51
Genres
Description
A therapist reveals more to his patient than he should have resulting in a mutual exchange of damning truths held by confidential threads...
Lyrics
Can you stitch my shredded mind? Medicate these mangled thoughts? Or are your hands more soiled than mine? The groundwork for CONFESSION! Sessions bound by confidence, the channel for admission Camouflage our present tense the allure of private practice The distance between things wicked and pure is measured by our secrets Once billowing embers, now smoldering lies The therapy the kindling, the therapy the kindling Quenching thirsts with empty cups from your counterfeit oasis... forcing your tongue to reveal what you'd done to certain patients tethered by clandestine yokes authored by deception take this will we to our grave, our silence our redemption... The distance between things wicked and pure is measured by our secrets Once billowing embers, now smoldering lies The therapy the kindling, the therapy the kindling Darkness smiled when our crooked path by fate converged, Wounded healer unleash your beast, let's compare notes!
