Forced Ill Mind.
Video: Matt TP (matt.fifty)
Production: Ryan Wood (105mm studios)
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Lyrics
It writhes in the belly where the snakes still feast
Open this ribcage let me protect the ones who leave
(You Stand)
Stand against, stand between
Decay, the rot and vulnerability
Do you see those faces in the dark?
Those loved, (those) lost
Lift the gradient
On every memory
Are you seeing red?
It leaves you so full of fury
Deep dive into the mirror of shame
It’s what you are, It’s what you made
Crows peer through the window above your grave
Just a date With a name
Do you even remember?
Do you really feel safe?
That cold dark September
1929
Is this our final goodbye?
A mind has poisoned a life
Light thrown into darkness
Of what you call a “design”?
A truth unkind
A forced ill mind
Vacant in your own skin
As I’m left in mine
It writhes in the belly where the snakes still feast
Open this ribcage let me protect the ones who leave
A light stripped from its skull
And that fear in your eyes
Nameless blank faces
That once were your life
Never let go of me
Never let go