Ruinlust

[00:33.72] We are apprentice brutes without heat or light
[00:36.62] Free until the end with no thoughts
[00:39.42] Prop to the formal ward of solitude
[00:41.90] Becoming stiller
[00:44.49] I'm becoming stiller, so carved in stone
[00:46.96] And I disconnect
[00:49.76] I'm becoming stiller, so carved in stone
[00:52.34] And I disconnect
[00:55.41] Far and remote are the names of the dead
[00:58.07] I remake the image broken in sparks
[01:00.91] Treason is real, a disconnect
[01:03.22] Becoming stiller, so carved in stone
[01:06.54] My wild distaste
[01:09.14] Forgotten waste
[01:14.01] Becoming stiller
[01:17.06] My wild distaste
[01:19.78] Forgotten waste
[01:24.02]
[01:27.43] Answers mislead like the portraits of doors
[01:30.16] Clouding the hours of health
[01:32.65] I didn't want to leave the scraps I knew
[01:37.59] I'm becoming stiller, so carved in stone
[01:40.62] Becoming stiller
[01:43.06] I am becoming stiller, so carved in stone
[01:45.97] Becoming stiller
[01:48.45] I'm becoming stiller, so carved in stone
[01:50.96] And I disconnect
[01:53.70] I'm becoming stiller, so carved in stone
[01:56.37] And I disconnect
[01:59.43] Far and remote are the names of the dead
[02:01.90] I remake the image broken in sparks
[02:05.07] Treason is real, a disconnect
[02:07.15] I'm becoming stiller, so carved in stone
[02:10.43] My wild distaste
[02:13.00] Forgotten waste
[02:17.95] Becoming stiller
[02:21.12] My wild distaste
[02:23.77] Forgotten waste
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[02:31.41] If I spend hours contemplating this
[02:34.17] If I tailor scenes from cans and wire found in public parks
[02:39.58] I write spit script
[02:42.00] I didn't want to leave my poor refuge
[02:44.67] I didn't want to leave
[02:47.91]
[02:52.40] And it seems like the fence of the night is crumbling
[02:57.83] And it seems like the fence of the night
[03:03.51] The house on the corner is fading
[03:05.91] A pool of ink in the palm of my hand
[03:08.68] Where answers mislead
[03:13.50] I'm becoming stiller, so carved in stone
[03:16.35] And I disconnect
[03:19.15] I'm becoming stiller, so carved in stone
[03:21.65] And I disconnect
[03:24.65] I moved through a closed land
[03:27.68] Beneath a ridge of dark trees
[03:30.42] The rooms poorly lit where figures perform
[03:35.02] And it seems like the fence of the night is crumbling
[03:40.43] And it seems like the fence of the night
[03:45.21]
[03:57.28] My wild distaste
[03:59.73] Forgotten waste
[04:04.39]
[04:17.90] These feelings that I'm falling over and turning now
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