The Amulet - Circa Survive

Have you kissed the ground

In service of the needless

Forgotten face

Found tucked away

And vacuum black

This ghost has been with you

All along

My voice is lost, inherently violent

We already made our casket stand

Trust when you’re dead

You wanted it so bad

That you didn’t see how fucked it was

All the pulses were a line

Anesthetize you waste away

In the city you wept a grave

Decay

Drilled to the chest

The amulet receives our

Forgotten face

And in its place

The mirror scar

Has grown

And lost its feel long ago

My voice is lost, inherently violent

We already made our casket stand

Trust when you’re dead

You wanted it so bad

That you didn’t see how fucked it was

All the pulses were a line

Anesthetize you waste away

In the city you wept a grave

Decay

You disrupt the phase

We can speak in opposites

Intersected hands decay

(You're always on your knees on time, always on your way out)

The mirror starts to fade

We out wait the revenant

(You're always on your knees on time, always on your way out)

Intersected eyes

Decay