Miranda that ghost just isn't holy anymore: d.con safo

You cant bend your crooked arms
or fold your punctured proof
the air is growing cold (cold...)
and there's nothing you can do

Soon there'll be no gauze
inside the confessional
only rows of crows
defrocking every breath (breath...)

And one day you'll remember
behind the melting cones
I said one day you'll remember
behind the melting cones

You've already had a family
in the burial of your home
in the burial of your home
of your home...

Not forevermore

And I peel back all of my skin
peel it back
let it all run
And I peel back all of my skin
peel it back
let it all run
Peel back all of my skin...

Brick by brick
the night eclipsed
Pricked by cuticle thorns
Dried the sleep
on nursery slits
Into this life IÂ'm born

Heaven's just a scab away
I'd like to see you after just one taste

Sink your teeth into the flesh of midnight
Night forever more
let them see it has begun
The others IÂ've become

No thereÂ's no light
In the darkest of your furthest reaches
No thereÂ's no light
In the darkest of your furthest reaches
No thereÂ's no light
In the darkest of your furthest reaches
No thereÂ's no light
In the darkest of your furthest reaches

No there's no light
No there's no time
You ain't got nothing
Your life was just a lie