Metaphobia
๐ต 1254 characters
โฑ๏ธ 4:14 duration
๐ ID: 1168073
๐ Lyrics
A disposition to turn blind eyes to atrocity
Juxtaposition of dissonance and apathy
Aging
Old ways are set aflame
Racing
Into a shallow grave
Placed in position to veer away from reality
Dismal, abyssal, and empty is this destiny
Deepening sleep that dreams for fear of waking into hell
And reaping seeds that never bloom in dry, compacted soil
The channels open wherein fleets speed into newer worlds
To lay out fresh foundations of ideas to grow and build upon
Thought channels open, mastering emotion and control
Of impulse, seeking wisdom cultivates the means to open
The door that closes on fingers too weak to push and hold it
Ajar is the same that stands and
Separates the past from the future to come
No use of wits, but pounding fists to render bloody, rotten pulp
Out of the hands that once commanded great respect from the folk
Who shape the lore, the stories dying to be told of people greater
Than the cowards of the times that went before
The door stays closed
The door stays closed
The channels open wherein fleets speed into newer worlds
To lay out fresh foundations of ideas to grow and build upon
Thought channels open, mastering emotion and control
Of impulse, seeking wisdom cultivates the means
To open the door
To open the door
Juxtaposition of dissonance and apathy
Aging
Old ways are set aflame
Racing
Into a shallow grave
Placed in position to veer away from reality
Dismal, abyssal, and empty is this destiny
Deepening sleep that dreams for fear of waking into hell
And reaping seeds that never bloom in dry, compacted soil
The channels open wherein fleets speed into newer worlds
To lay out fresh foundations of ideas to grow and build upon
Thought channels open, mastering emotion and control
Of impulse, seeking wisdom cultivates the means to open
The door that closes on fingers too weak to push and hold it
Ajar is the same that stands and
Separates the past from the future to come
No use of wits, but pounding fists to render bloody, rotten pulp
Out of the hands that once commanded great respect from the folk
Who shape the lore, the stories dying to be told of people greater
Than the cowards of the times that went before
The door stays closed
The door stays closed
The channels open wherein fleets speed into newer worlds
To lay out fresh foundations of ideas to grow and build upon
Thought channels open, mastering emotion and control
Of impulse, seeking wisdom cultivates the means
To open the door
To open the door
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:29.73] A disposition to turn blind eyes to atrocity
[00:34.23] Juxtaposition of dissonance and apathy
[00:38.98] Aging
[00:41.35] Old ways are set aflame
[00:43.39] Racing
[00:45.84] Into a shallow grave
[00:57.19] Placed in position to veer away from reality
[01:01.77] Dismal, abyssal, and empty is this destiny
[01:06.48] Deepening sleep that dreams for fear of waking into hell
[01:11.28] And reaping seeds that never bloom in dry, compacted soil
[01:15.70] The channels open wherein fleets speed into newer worlds
[01:20.03] To lay out fresh foundations of ideas to grow and build upon
[01:24.67] Thought channels open, mastering emotion and control
[01:29.66] Of impulse, seeking wisdom cultivates the means to open
[01:34.16] The door that closes on fingers too weak to push and hold it
[01:42.71] Ajar is the same that stands and
[01:48.24] Separates the past from the future to come
[02:10.02] No use of wits, but pounding fists to render bloody, rotten pulp
[02:15.57] Out of the hands that once commanded great respect from the folk
[02:20.01] Who shape the lore, the stories dying to be told of people greater
[02:24.66] Than the cowards of the times that went before
[02:30.78] The door stays closed
[02:40.03] The door stays closed
[03:04.99] The channels open wherein fleets speed into newer worlds
[03:09.55] To lay out fresh foundations of ideas to grow and build upon
[03:14.26] Thought channels open, mastering emotion and control
[03:18.81] Of impulse, seeking wisdom cultivates the means
[03:22.58] To open the door
[03:30.17] To open the door
[03:38.79]
[00:34.23] Juxtaposition of dissonance and apathy
[00:38.98] Aging
[00:41.35] Old ways are set aflame
[00:43.39] Racing
[00:45.84] Into a shallow grave
[00:57.19] Placed in position to veer away from reality
[01:01.77] Dismal, abyssal, and empty is this destiny
[01:06.48] Deepening sleep that dreams for fear of waking into hell
[01:11.28] And reaping seeds that never bloom in dry, compacted soil
[01:15.70] The channels open wherein fleets speed into newer worlds
[01:20.03] To lay out fresh foundations of ideas to grow and build upon
[01:24.67] Thought channels open, mastering emotion and control
[01:29.66] Of impulse, seeking wisdom cultivates the means to open
[01:34.16] The door that closes on fingers too weak to push and hold it
[01:42.71] Ajar is the same that stands and
[01:48.24] Separates the past from the future to come
[02:10.02] No use of wits, but pounding fists to render bloody, rotten pulp
[02:15.57] Out of the hands that once commanded great respect from the folk
[02:20.01] Who shape the lore, the stories dying to be told of people greater
[02:24.66] Than the cowards of the times that went before
[02:30.78] The door stays closed
[02:40.03] The door stays closed
[03:04.99] The channels open wherein fleets speed into newer worlds
[03:09.55] To lay out fresh foundations of ideas to grow and build upon
[03:14.26] Thought channels open, mastering emotion and control
[03:18.81] Of impulse, seeking wisdom cultivates the means
[03:22.58] To open the door
[03:30.17] To open the door
[03:38.79]