| [00:23.27] | Tears are drawn up into fingertips |
| [00:27.74] | In turn, corrode the stone |
| [00:31.80] | Calloused gray when it was meaningful |
| [00:36.40] | Now it blends in with your bones |
| [00:40.15] | Oh, you could spin a lovely future |
| [00:45.12] | One scrim between the kiss |
| [00:48.82] | But on this side, amongst the dimming light |
| [00:53.56] | I almost don't exist |
| [00:59.01] | All is lost; peering behind the velvet cloth |
| [01:10.83] | I had found you like a monolith |
| [01:15.01] | Five speeds to my exhaust |
| [01:18.68] | Tearing through the moonlit desert salts |
| [01:23.84] | Obsidian-eyed and lost |
| [01:27.36] | Here you exist alone, in parallel |
| [01:31.92] | Black ring upon your hand |
| [01:36.04] | Thieving seers had fed you oracles |
| [01:40.64] | So you met all of my demands |
| [01:44.32] | |
| [01:46.11] | All those dreams; soft and uncertain against my teeth |
| [01:58.00] | |
| [02:01.76] | Wearing away |
| [02:05.90] | Two rings, a violent end |
| [02:12.52] | |
| [02:19.31] | Wearing away |
| [02:23.39] | Two rings, a violent end |
| [02:30.16] | |
| [02:35.25] | Away! Away! Asunder! |
| [02:47.88] | |
| [02:53.24] | I could talk around in circles |
| [02:57.42] | Dragging my dull and worn excuse |
| [03:01.57] | And I'd get whatever i deserve |
| [03:06.35] | Within the run-out groove |
| [03:10.53] | |
| [03:31.66] | Wearing away |
| [03:36.02] | Two rings, a violent end. |