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letra de dead or asleep - agiris

[verse 1]
the anger is sanguine
and lingering strong
with hopes that it blows on… omatopoeia
what’s the matter dear?
you don’t appear to be
a picture of impunity no-no
it’s clear to see
acclimation daunting the fear in me
i fear the haunting mist has descended
apprehended
splendid i’m suspended in gaffa
arms tied back but i’m fending with laughter
as their palms slide sackb-tts pretending to draft up
a requiem to sequi my dependency
on keeping silent
but it’s violent
so do i spеak?
or step aside for the wеaker
we cut ever deeper in our enemies’ gut
spill the serpent in their abdomen to demonstrate their gluttony
for evil and malice a lamentable gusto
never noticing the slithering below their own bust though
i could swallow the fruit with the bowl
swallow it whole or chew it slow i’m still investing in my vitamins
i’m questioning the definitions ‘justice and peace’
because the hustlers of speech
be causing fuss to impeach the leasehold of our language
my trust is in freedom
so let thy tongue reverberate the truth that it seeks
to understand
comprehend
make amends
break the trends
escape the mob mentality, fatality depends upon you
even when the dark and light has blended
i fear the haunting mist has descended
[hook]
rage is infectious
a nexus of pulses
to flush out the dead or asleep
feign the intentions
when narcissus blushes
but his blood still sheds as the daffodils peep
i could swallow the fruit with the bowl
swallow it whole, chew it slow, dip my toe in the water of the tide
i could swallow the beauty of the soul
swallow it whole or chew it slow and you know, and you know i’d..

[verse 2]
mon-row the neuro flow and marry-lin to adrena
when i am down i get back up you call that trial and error
verified lord of the atmosphere watch as i style the weather
sinister mist, this mr. stirs an hysteria twister, biophile dilemma

[hook]
i could swallow the fruit with the bowl
swallow it whole, chew it slow, dip my toe in the water of the tide
i could swallow the beauty of the soul
swallow it whole, a suited goul like thalidomide

- agiris

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