"Pure Mode" lyrics

Bloodlines like channeling for prey
Lose sight and pupils dilate
My hooked eye pulled up until the line breaks
No light in a pit lost quarrying for day

I peel the wall wrapped around my fist
I trace the marks bite down on my lips
A throb bright red pours through my eyelids
I tug at threads, getting frayed but I'm lucid

Oh, bitch I might, bitch I might
Enter into my pure mode
Oh, saints I might, oh, saints I might
Enter into my pure mode

Outrun the wake, ankle-deep in wastewater
Head on, caught me like a moth, ricocheting
Can't work this clay into shape
Embodying Ouija strength
Nero leaks through my teeth
Graves unrelenting

I peel the wall wrapped around my fist
I trace the marks bite down on my lips
A throb bright red pours through my eyelids
My head sun-drenched, growing out of phase, but I'm lucid

Oh, bitch I might, oh, bitch I might
Enter into my pure mode
Oh, saints I might, oh, saints I might
Enter into my pure mode
Oh, bitch I might, oh, bitch I might
Enter into my pure mode
Oh, saints I might, oh, saints I might
Enter into my pure mode
Enter into my pure mode
Enter into my pure mode

Penetrating this, ah
Penetrate this, oh!

I don't mean to scare you, but I can't talk right now
I don't mean to scare you, but I can't talk right now
I don't mean to scare you, but I can't talk right now
I don't mean to scare you, but I can't talk right now
I will tear you apart
I will tear you apart
I will tear you apart
I will tear you apart