Nebula Cone Comm Lyrics (draft2) (Patreon)
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To be the daughter of absolution
Supper cools to an empty sky
Carried out in wordless misery
Every step in their design
—
The stars devote their path to me
Acquiescent to my mark
Yet a chasm bears itself to me
In that a star refused to spark
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Shall I be ordinary?
Is it potential they fear in me?
Or does every star align devoid
Of my memory?
Iridescence brands the evil
Of the winter they tried to forget
A holloway of nebulae
I'll be the hero yet
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Something’s changing
A dogma aching
I think I’ve played along
For a while
Can you feel it shifting?
In between the cuts
Lacerations
Of cosmic dust
—
The breadth of every scattered light
Could be my own
Singing songs of battle
Singing songs of home
—
Shall I be ordinary?
Is it potential they fear in me?
Or does every star align devoid
Of my memory?
Iridescence brands the evil
Of the winter they tried to forget
A holloway of nebulae
I'll be the hero yet