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A Constant Knowledge of Death - Cursive Ire Lyrics



A Constant Knowledge of Death - Cursive Ire Lyrics




Paltry threads, unraveling in the tempest
"Carefully observe all the savage gallows you are spared"
Icy rain, suffocating viscous gravel
"Further still we must travel through the penance of the bared"
Flaming soil, prophesying humbling exile
"Temperatures will fall, harmonizing with the ebbing dawn"
Vicious rot, chaos rending salt and forests
"Chronic winter thrall, divine arrest at the denouement"

Color drains from my porcelain complexion, humor drawn
Pulsing clots, boiling hot, tumors like drumming carillon
Promised cruelty, incapacitating rivet lock
Amnesty futile, rat caught in the talons of the hawk

Stand in awe of his majesty
Behold the emperor of naught

Peering down at the behemoth
Frightening though his claws are
I take comfort, momentarily
His grip cannot reach this far
Trapped in frozen lamentation
Gnashing teeth, horrendous
Acid dripping from his pearl pupils
Redilation portentous

I still long to be consumed by soft white noise

"Dust has not baptized your soul
Repentance from offense opaque as charcoal
Demands cleansing, scorching with pure, putrid woe"

Putrid woe
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Paltry threads, unraveling in the tempest
"Carefully observe all the savage gallows you are spared"
Icy rain, suffocating viscous gravel
"Further still we must travel through the penance of the bared"
Flaming soil, prophesying humbling exile
"Temperatures will fall, harmonizing with the ebbing dawn"
Vicious rot, chaos rending salt and forests
"Chronic winter thrall, divine arrest at the denouement"

Color drains from my porcelain complexion, humor drawn
Pulsing clots, boiling hot, tumors like drumming carillon
Promised cruelty, incapacitating rivet lock
Amnesty futile, rat caught in the talons of the hawk

Stand in awe of his majesty
Behold the emperor of naught

Peering down at the behemoth
Frightening though his claws are
I take comfort, momentarily
His grip cannot reach this far
Trapped in frozen lamentation
Gnashing teeth, horrendous
Acid dripping from his pearl pupils
Redilation portentous

I still long to be consumed by soft white noise

"Dust has not baptized your soul
Repentance from offense opaque as charcoal
Demands cleansing, scorching with pure, putrid woe"

Putrid woe
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Writer: James Goldmann
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Written by: James Goldmann

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