Loosely Of Amoebas Lyrics - Singles - Farmakon

Crave...the sound of ocean roaring 

The moisture during nightime warmth 

Crave...though rather ill-disposedly 

To be the director of your dreamplays 

To cause awkward ecstatic awakenings 

By his side, under the ghost of me 

Into the waves still rising higher 

The mermaid home, wish I'd be taken there 

Like the amoeba spawns 

Filling poor Rockford's cave 

My brains swell sorely 

When exposed to the vicinity 

The conciousness sears me 

Through the necessary 

Inhaling sin, sketching the moves 

Crave...the sound of ocean roaring 

It was all tears mixed with sea 

I'm purified by crystal showers and now 

Salt tastes too mildy on my tongue 

Crave...though rather ill-disposedly 

To wake the sea-nymph that remains unseen 

Causing awkward ecstatic awakenings 

By his side, under the ghost of me