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  1. Spectral Connections

From the recording Witchdance

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Spectral Connections
by MERVOM

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Br/Intl
Another round around the playground pound -
It's a made up lie, like a fucked up Merry-go-round
where we both wake up to a brand new day but where I see the morning you gaze upon doomsday
Show me just how you restore your faith how you look past all the hate
Brought on by a child but still you were grimed and deprived
Then with a smile -

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you create a world filled with soft-woven clouds
Where rivers run carefree into sullen eyes in malachite,
Our haven disguised
where the tangled and messed up roots of us calm down enough to reside
Now I recite the one thought in sight:
If I end up vile: just don't let my soul invade your perfect paradise

Br
Stay with me now
No need to hear me out
A perfect collision woke a long lost premonition that I denied
Still it creeps back every night
To remind me of how the skies cry red
Night-vision in precision - see the terrors of the system that I designed

Prech
Time can't heal all the landscapes wiped by the drought, the memories nipped in the bud
Let Eoss release the silhouettes of a parallel life

Ch
It's the mission not the fission, wake the silenced from their frission to stand their ground
Hear the whispers from beyond telling a tale:
It's okay my dear, you'll learn to find your way back home again
It's always been me against my demons, reasons understood, not forgiven

Pres
I'm freed from greed, let my evil scream

Pres
I'm freed from greed, let my evil scream

Br
Stay with me now
No need to hear me out
A perfect collision woke a long lost premonition that I denied
Still it creeps back every night
To remind me of how the skies cry red
Night-vision in precision - see the terrors of the system that I designed

Prech
Time can't heal all the landscapes wiped by the drought, the memories nipped in the bud
Let Eoss release the silhouettes of a parallel life

Ch
It's the mission not the fission, wake the silenced from their frission to stand their ground
Hear the whispers from beyond telling a tale:
It's okay my dear, you'll learn to find your way back home again
It's always been me against my demons, reasons understood, not forgiven
I'm freed
I'm freed from greed, let my evil scream

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