Mouth Of The Architect

Mouth Of The Architect - Soil To Stone lyrics

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Slit wrist life and limb to that which is unknown.
Sunchild breathe light waiting to expire.
Today a grave for a sadness evermore.
Insect sun of lucid skin.
Bury your spine when soil turns to stone.
The masses comatose.
Marching into the storm.
Bereft of all - take my soul.
Lay my weary head to rest
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