Apollyon Of Blue Room Lyrics - Aureate Gloom - Of Montreal

On junk with Dark Globe and doom invocations 

And somebody's dope demon brother 

The opiate drone of her gaze 

Their anodyne days 

The cracked bas relief 

Of Hellenic summer 

Carbolic kilo 

I know that she's only trying to score 

And not very human anymore 

The loom has gone lame 

The pattern's insane 

The agents have wigged out 

The pulse is corrupt 

The choter's a fang 

No function 

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We set another Aegean sleep deprivation experiment 

Stumbling around Monastiraki Square 

Crawling to her in my undress 

My heart is a mess 

The ruin's depressed 

The shit of our withering depths 

The din is intense 

I sense that she's finally turned the lock 

But I just want my Anatolian rock 

I've been through so many deaths 

That I don't know which name to answer to 

Fidelity breeds madness; 

I trash the heights, the peak 

Now I'm on my own 

No violence on the telephone 

You're a child of neglect 

But you turned out okay 

Photos 

The way my psyche rioted 

I was just as shot 

Your new lover like a hearse 

An idiot, a failure 

I recoil at the sound 

The milking of vipers onto the barren dirt 

Just steps from the orchard 

Looking beneath the higher tease 

The satans of the vicious yayo society 

I can't get no rest 

My dreams are corrosive 

Nightmares scar vampires, too 

My thoughts are voltaic 

I'm such a downer, 

Huh 

Now I'm on my own 

No violence on the telephone 

You're a child of neglect 

But you turned out okay 

Ooh 

The way my psyche rioted 

I was just as shot 

Your new lover like a hearse 

An idiot, a failure 

Ooh