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Till The Morning Light

Album: Somnambulist
By:
Sicmonic

Duration

7:10

Genres

Hard Rock

Description

Second single off of Sicmonic's second LP "Somnambulist"

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Lyrics

I took a little bit and now i need some more i swear i heard your voice coming up thru the floor rain on the window paine and blood is on the door and I’ve been staring into my shadow for two days or more I forgot your name your the one i love walk to me quietly invisibly forward show me your hands i don’t care who you are ill lay in heavens arms once and for all but in my darkest of dreams i do the things that paint this room red and i wont ever give in until the candle burns right through my hands but in my darkest dreams i do the things that paint these eyes reda nd i wont ever give in...Don’t you dare hold your breath for many only speak and then do nothing in the red of eyes in the dead of nite stare into infiniti and watch it collapse from the pale and bloodless look the innocent lives you took back to where they belong in the arms of hellback to where they belong ...and i awoke disfigured and i prayed that the sun would never shine and i resemble a savior transmutating into another kind premeditated unconscious enclosures searing deep into my retina destroying the innocent everlasting melodious prophecy 7 minutes to the hour let darkness fall on this place where we dwell did i awake or go to sleep i cant tell don’t even speak there’s someone in the hall thank god he’s finally come to kill us all demented and decomposing devilish darkened and deconstructing deanimated desensitized so detrimental in denial and beauty the haunting lament of the foreboding searing deep into my retina destroying i swallow razors and drink the blood of an angel drank a little bit and i had a vision pathetic prolific ways i fill my pockets with all these incisions now I’ve been locked in here for days but its not all that simple when i keep falling in love with the mistakes and I’m afraid that I’m awake and fate is floating above screaming on down to the second floor cuz i got this fear let me hear ya say screaming on down to the second floor that i need some sleep let me hear ya say cuz i got these visions...the humanity in your eyes as you begin to realize your frailty’s photographs in the back of your mind there they will dwell...marking in beauty and kept only for deception i sink my teeth into every single love that I’ve had mark this day...the attributes of this ritualistic prison cover your windows in blankets that you tore from your bed...hiding shaking never resting pale as walls your thoughts are etched in crawling on the ground I’m searching for someone to take me...back to where we belong...

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