Moai - Mens Rea Lyrics

By the hour grows a flower not condoned by showers
Lilies in a pong of dried up negatively tilted powers
Take away a message, christen deeply to a group of elders
On the hunt for objects, noone's said a single word for hours
I take your soul
I take what's mine, I take some more
The water's warm
The grapevine stops before the shore
I take my sword right by the hilt and carry it to war
A faceless swarm swallows up my hopes before they hit the core
Presentation of a relatable lack of relations
Somewhere north there lies a space where everything falls into place
It's not a race, balls of knots prevent a speedy chase
A spotless day to day versus a ratty ruined murder case
Someday we all will expire and to god we'll inquire
Sire, why did you desire to fill my life with ire
And as the many speak to one as the follower's sons
Catch me in the sun, no misters or misses or ones