"Contorted In The Faille" lyrics

"Contorted In The Faille"

Abandoned by light
Swaying beneath the veil
Beyond the doubt of remission
Contorted in the faille

Whispering sweet nothings
Beneath a daze, mind consumed
Pulling me, your infectious hum
Asleep at the foot of your tomb

Dust settles on a broken frame
Inside our house I haven't touched a thing
Focused on corners where lights now fade
Watching shadows float on broken wings

Sirens pull me to you
Ringing through my ears
Months have passed but the winter stays
Cold embraced by fear

Poison trails down my throat like gasoline
Plants deep into my blood like roots
Sets fire to my memory
Burns all
Left destitute
I rot

Figures dancing in the blur

Seeing doubles I focus in
Feel the warm embrace of skin
Twist tongues, feel you in my throat
Collapse in the bed held by your ghost

Caged by the thought of devotion
Solidified by the touch of death
In the dawn I hear you crooning
Could this all be in my head?

Whispering sweet nothings
Beneath a daze, mind consumed
Pulling me, your infectious hum
Awaken at the foot of your tomb

Now all that is left
Is to remove the weight of the earth
Now all that is left
Is to remove the dirt that holds your ghost

I am with you now


Writer(s): Isaac Michael Hale, Kevin Joseph Otten, Bryan Thomas Garris, Cole Jacob Crutchfield, Kevin David Kaine
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