Circa Songtext
von Death Vessel

Remnant fauna circle
Days to come
We′ll take the cake
Having teeth on
Holy scum
Outstretched gums
For sleep remedy


Outlaw lost trade
Soft to a fault
Ain't none scathed
Enter the text
Thumbs convex
Values in place of what you′d say are okay
How urchinist, needless beings
Ultimately aligned in the wake of infinity

And we are real
Through and through
All we do
Making believe

And we are real
Through and through
All we do
Making believe

And we are real
Through and through
All we do
Making believe


Making believe it off your chest
Coming through
Circle your death