deconstruction Songtext
von foxtails

Cast out
Dead weight weightless
Lone roder rocked
Lips disintegrated
Behind glass veiled eyes calamity
Sing for sirens evanescent
To drown is somehow better than sleep
Defenseless against solitude
And running out the clock
Sinking into somnolence
I have been betrayed
Avarice that comes after me
An anxious slumber
Serotonin off the tongue
Elusive inconsequential
Parasitical precautions
Decorations of disarray
Jarring clichés
About burning out versus fading away
Confined in this anthem


Don′t refuse my offer
I'm burning away
So I′m not to blame
Grip the clock by the hands
Turn time back
When I thought the groves
In flight to liberation
As if they knew what to do when they knew what to be
Burnt through
A lonely quill
Dreaded provenance
New openings upon itself
A rare spark
Of discarded
Time left to have you
Eyes to meet
Eyes for nigh
What's there to lose
Worth the trade is not dignified
Confined in this anthem
Don't refuse my offer
I′m burning away
So I′m not to blame
The space is unfluctuating
Compensates by irrigating shades
Conditions the sympathizing parasite
What is real what is right
A love made with pretense
Flesh of the flesh
Blood of the blood
Fateful event of some weight
Bearing anxious no fault
Sealed the empty day
Dusk to dawn
Night after night
A deformation that will never be rectified