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Health & Theory Lyrics - Phantasmagore - Deadsy

So first thing's first if you didn't know 

That thing in the hearse is a fucking joke 

The truth of minds that dwell above 

Is a plan to kill the dove 

 

But when they all appear to you then they start to fade 

Froze upon the path of all the names that we engrave 

But closer to the moon, yeah across the ides of space 

What if it only takes us back enough to save another day 

 

And so far now I've been wading in the waves of nescience 

Oh, gonna try to ride the lightning on my own 

And never a demand to fill the soul which brings me back 

To find the glue in a constant set of stones is a life all alone 

 

But when they all appear to you then they start to fade 

Froze upon the path of all the names that we engrave 

But closer to the moon, yeah across the ides of space 

What if it only takes us back enough to save another day 

 

Come father, and know the use your sleeping son has had 

His blood has dried upon the land 

And still he's trying to wait for you 

This series of drones abused by the nescience in your head 

 

But when they all appear to you then they start to fade 

Froze upon the path of all the names that we engrave 

But closer to the moon, yeah across the ides of space 

What if it only takes us back enough to save another day 

 

Only through the fountainhead you'll find the truths 

Of Vedic paradigm, the ones we know were never meant to sell 

To weather the bastions of infernal ties 

Indeed will measure supernal highs 

Go and think as you may but the wind has filled the sails 

 

And oh, with all the demon from behind my mind 

There's no sleepless hells, oh, the deepest wells 

I've climbed up tooth and nail 

Oh, under the tomb where every prince resides the soil sours 

Seeds of lies that'll soon mature to counterpart Kal-El 

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