A Realization Of The Ear - The Receiving End Of Sirens

Don’t love me

Don’t you dare care for me

I will only bring you pain

All the Pleasure you can gather in this place

Will just amount to shame

All the bright colors I’ve ever loved will learn to fade

So bring back the womb O' God

Oh bring on the grave

So this is what it’s like

What it is like to disappear

With the music of the spheres still ringing in my ear

How will I find my way out of this?