Echopraxia

By Rolo Tomassi

On Astraea

Released on November 5, 2012

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And here again where ends are meant to meet

Tried and tested methods for the wild and restless

A trial in the strength of our morality

A vessel to embrace immortality

And what I’ve witnessed is no great loss

Wits beaten hollow, failing on reason

All consciousness knocked

Your body is a crime scene and the tape reads “do not cross”

Endless monsters I saw come to life

A clarity in the mistakes of others

Uncountable apologies we owe

The best examples are found in mirrors

You don’t need to fill these silences

Unthinkable acts, we traded innocence for

Something we're not sure of yet

A love, drip fed in a flood

A love, drip fed in a flood

Is your conscience clear? Were you born to fight?

Are you pure of heart? Do you worship the night?

Is it luxury? Were you born to fight?

Do you lust for blood? Do you worship the night?

Is your conscience clear? Were you born to fight?

Are you pure of heart? Do you worship the night?

Is it luxury? Were you born to fight?

Do you lust for blood? Do you worship the night?