Timeless, formless, nameless source
Ancient voices shaking shores
Within the words we're limited but it's a working force
A waste of time to trace the patterns of your mind
Your mind is feeding from a force field
Your mind is falling into time
I've got a virus in my mind that I would never want to share with anyone
Not even people I wish dead
It tells me that it's from the past and the future all at once
I can't catch my breath
I can feel it on my right brain
Now it's on the left
A timeless, formless presence shaking in my chest
I can see it all at once, like a pane of glass compressed
The whole of time and space but it's too much to digest
Transfer completed, a body for a season
Presence of evil, no perception from people
Beyond all reason, there is no way to reach him
This is the routine, the cycle of the leeches
Ancient voices shaking shores
Within the words we're limited but it's a working force
A waste of time to trace the patterns of your mind
Your mind is feeding from a force field
Your mind is falling into time
I've got a virus in my mind that I would never want to share with anyone
Not even people I wish dead
It tells me that it's from the past and the future all at once
I can't catch my breath
I can feel it on my right brain
Now it's on the left
A timeless, formless presence shaking in my chest
I can see it all at once, like a pane of glass compressed
The whole of time and space but it's too much to digest
Transfer completed, a body for a season
Presence of evil, no perception from people
Beyond all reason, there is no way to reach him
This is the routine, the cycle of the leeches
( The Afterbirth )
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