An Abstraction
๐ต 928 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:59 duration
๐ ID: 9312444
๐ Lyrics
Anxious eyes awake
Greedy for harvest
Tile floor under his feet
Cold as any day had ever been before
Icy rays shine white down streets building walls
Exhast stains pristine roads till evening falls
This town sleeps
But he's awake stalking
Until in bled the light
Time stops
A pit collapses under his thoughts
The frozen windows
Footsteps just outside
No time left now
Their reflections are now becoming one
A triggered reflex
Fatherless sons
It's done
Look what has become
Drowning in his panic
Washing through veins
Moving in sleep
The horizon line is turning on an axis
Fueled to the edge of perception
Soaking palms
Moments foreshadowed in dreams undeniably real
Hours turn over until
This is the sole resort
Find sentinent refuge
The manifestation of sores
And as the pasture opened up its arms
Days lost in an abstraction
This mind has strayed away
Glacing down as he begins to fade
Decades die and still there's no escape.
Greedy for harvest
Tile floor under his feet
Cold as any day had ever been before
Icy rays shine white down streets building walls
Exhast stains pristine roads till evening falls
This town sleeps
But he's awake stalking
Until in bled the light
Time stops
A pit collapses under his thoughts
The frozen windows
Footsteps just outside
No time left now
Their reflections are now becoming one
A triggered reflex
Fatherless sons
It's done
Look what has become
Drowning in his panic
Washing through veins
Moving in sleep
The horizon line is turning on an axis
Fueled to the edge of perception
Soaking palms
Moments foreshadowed in dreams undeniably real
Hours turn over until
This is the sole resort
Find sentinent refuge
The manifestation of sores
And as the pasture opened up its arms
Days lost in an abstraction
This mind has strayed away
Glacing down as he begins to fade
Decades die and still there's no escape.
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:15.41] Anxious eyes awake
[00:18.12] Greedy for harvest
[00:20.03] Tile floor under his feet
[00:24.59] Cold as any day had ever been before
[00:29.08] Icy rays shine white down streets building walls
[00:36.27] Exhast stains pristine roads till evening falls
[00:43.55] This town sleeps
[00:48.00] But he's awake stalking
[00:51.63] Until in bled the light
[01:00.74] Time stops
[01:04.36] A pit collapses under his thoughts
[01:08.89] The frozen windows
[01:17.08] Footsteps just outside
[01:21.50] No time left now
[01:25.19] Their reflections are now becoming one
[01:29.66] A triggered reflex
[01:31.44] Fatherless sons
[01:45.09] It's done
[01:48.69] Look what has become
[02:04.03] Drowning in his panic
[02:07.60] Washing through veins
[02:08.56] Moving in sleep
[02:10.39] The horizon line is turning on an axis
[02:19.47] Fueled to the edge of perception
[02:25.79] Soaking palms
[02:29.34] Moments foreshadowed in dreams undeniably real
[02:32.00] Hours turn over until
[02:37.51] This is the sole resort
[02:41.19] Find sentinent refuge
[02:44.71] The manifestation of sores
[02:48.32] And as the pasture opened up its arms
[03:04.60] Days lost in an abstraction
[03:14.63] This mind has strayed away
[03:20.05] Glacing down as he begins to fade
[03:46.20] Decades die and still there's no escape.
[03:54.32]
[00:18.12] Greedy for harvest
[00:20.03] Tile floor under his feet
[00:24.59] Cold as any day had ever been before
[00:29.08] Icy rays shine white down streets building walls
[00:36.27] Exhast stains pristine roads till evening falls
[00:43.55] This town sleeps
[00:48.00] But he's awake stalking
[00:51.63] Until in bled the light
[01:00.74] Time stops
[01:04.36] A pit collapses under his thoughts
[01:08.89] The frozen windows
[01:17.08] Footsteps just outside
[01:21.50] No time left now
[01:25.19] Their reflections are now becoming one
[01:29.66] A triggered reflex
[01:31.44] Fatherless sons
[01:45.09] It's done
[01:48.69] Look what has become
[02:04.03] Drowning in his panic
[02:07.60] Washing through veins
[02:08.56] Moving in sleep
[02:10.39] The horizon line is turning on an axis
[02:19.47] Fueled to the edge of perception
[02:25.79] Soaking palms
[02:29.34] Moments foreshadowed in dreams undeniably real
[02:32.00] Hours turn over until
[02:37.51] This is the sole resort
[02:41.19] Find sentinent refuge
[02:44.71] The manifestation of sores
[02:48.32] And as the pasture opened up its arms
[03:04.60] Days lost in an abstraction
[03:14.63] This mind has strayed away
[03:20.05] Glacing down as he begins to fade
[03:46.20] Decades die and still there's no escape.
[03:54.32]