Lyrics

No time
No time could possibly arrive
A voice like a gong
Vertabrate’s ease & the balanced seas
All thought is merely happening
So I dream of counting to one
Could death be absolutely safe?
I breathed but we do not
Unless we do
So it is both
This divides like a puppet in passing
We’re all passing
Walking each other home
Could death be absolutely safe?
Written by: Angel Marcloid
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