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Cobwebs We Keep

from The Solipsist Dream by Pathogenic

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It got the best of me and I broke
like the bones in your throat.
Where do we go now?
Coarse hands pull the hair from my scalp
and place them as surgery cloths.
These tufts are my cloak, my bandage.
I spun cobwebs to fill the voids you left inside of me.
They trap the little pieces and my dreams,
they trap what’s left of me.
Your voice used to breathe peace into my soul - no more -
now I have taken a piece of yours.
Solitude, my captor, baron of hell:
time is the lock and my mind is the cell.
Assemble the image as reality falters.
No hands will touch here again.
All we have are the cobwebs we keep,
spun to fill our voids.
Shadow flesh shifts along the dial -
time changes everything, all things pass away.
My name is called like sirens at the door,
painted in red translucence.
Washed up on the shore when all I wanted was an abyss.

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from The Solipsist Dream, released October 12, 2012
Music by Chris Gardino and Anthony Simone. Lyrics by Jake Burns.

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Extreme Riffing Metal

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