azriel - phantom space lyrics
kissing the mouth of a gun
and your eyes looking down
cold rage on your face, death incarnate
oh you are a queen without a crown
on the asphalt, in the thrill
hanging on by just a tendril
knives strapped to your thigh
you are mine for the night
chasing their trail
blazing sour diesel, inhale
leaving a trail
body bags needed in scale
feeding on death
filling our needful vessel again
needing a break
from this toxic cycle, in vain
we’ve gotten used to the violence and barbarity
and we’ve fallen in love with the pain
feelings just f+ck everything up
and we’re breaking down
zoned out and high everytime
i’ve been hearing a countdown
i’m used to the darkness
but not foolish enough to trust it
the phantom breeze flows through me
inside whatever is twisted
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