Impending Embolism Lyrics - Tourniquet

With fervid vocility we have perused 

Through centuries of countless bethumbed volumes 

Finding little solace for our plight 

With absolute bodily quiescence 

We have pondered 

While earthenware pots are shattered and scattered 

And hanging plants mournfully wilt and waste away 

Encrusted ghouls once loved and cherished 

Fortress and shield razed in absolute defeat 

Pining away in curious conflagration 

But this I call to mind and therefore 

I have hope...