In Dread Response Coma Lyrics In Dread Response lyrics

Dragging through the sinking glass
The weakened pulse, the labored beat
The drifting skies that pass like tectonic sands
That shift beneath my feet

The rise and fall of thousands
That bleed between each breath
The meekest child with trembling heart
Waking in his death

Fill these ragged lungs with venomed air
Exhale, exorcise the greying dormant soul
The lips shall part and the bone will grate
Until this blood runs cold

The ink shall dry and flesh will scream
Until this blood runs cold

Direction speaks in volumes, as the vowels do light the void
The absence of shape, of point, of meaning
Mere etchings now dissolved

Translated and transcribed from aching palm
A record cast into the aether
This biography of me