Insubstantia Lyrics - 3teeth

Grasping at the sands of time reveals 

Sliding through your hands 

Our fate is sealed 

You gather all you can and hold it near 

Carving up the land as you make it clear 

Who can have what from there or here 

Thinking that your plan is so ideal losing true sight of what is real 

What is real 

Born into a their perfect shame 

Fixed upon their tiny flame 

What is real 

As tides rise upon the wheel 

Lines in the sand will disappear 

You will wake up and sense the feel 

You'll have a chance to lift the veil 

Dissolving insubstantia you exhale 

Hear and a feather 

Placed up on the scale 

Rising up above as your essence prevails 

Ascending past the realm 

Of a mind that jails 

Insubstantia wants you 

Insubstantia needs you 

What is real 

What is real 

Born into a their perfect shame 

Fixed upon their tiny flame 

Born into a their perfect shame 

Fixed upon their tiny flame 

What is real