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    Rapture The Vast текст песни

    The Vast

    something’s quite not right
    again sleep escapes me, far away
    you’re the whisper in the back of my head
    teething, serrated and smiling

    knee-deep in this hopeless wreckage
    a heartbreak
    to tear me apart
    swallowed by the vast, all-consuming
    demanding you here

    this uncontrollable hell
    a lightless abode
    a sleepless complete black
    where ghosts come to me
    through every hole
    in each and every wall

    wish i could just sleep
    wish i could explain
    wish i could change the way of things
    wish i would fall away

    it’s a slow closure
    a cold shape crawling behind me
    a storm approaching
    a darkness always closer
    i ever thought it could
    can never see it coming

    the world i’m in is empty
    outside i think i choke
    somehow i can’t help thinking
    there is no place for me

    (the noise in my head won’t leave)

    "all fled—all done
    so lift me on the pyre
    the feast is over
    and the lamps expire."
    [Robert E. Howard (1906-1936)]



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