Fear In Motion Lyrics - Music For A Slaughtering Tribe - Wumpscut

There is no time 

I feel it leaking 

Seeking 

I'm seething with confusion 

I'm sliding through your mind 

And you, you try to comprehend 

Nothing 

The mind cage of an animal 

You swear you saw it 

And what did you really see? 

What was it? 

What of it? 

I'm looking through the dark 

His red fingers flutter by 

His air pushes past over the valleys I hold 

What was it? 

What of it? 

He sits in static 

genetically still 

The sound finds its way in 

Grabs him by his ears 

Dragging and screaming through olive glass 

What was it? 

What of it? 

I'm looking through the dark 

His red fingers flutter by 

His air pushes past over the valleys I hold 

Seeing in circles 

Trace in tracers 

Wheel and angles 

Angles within wheels 

Seeing in circles 

Trace in tracers 

Wheel and angles 

Angles within wheels 

I found no peace in solitude 

I found no chaos in catastrophe 

I found no peace in solitude 

I found no chaos in catastrophe 

It's only their words they speak 

So speak with your own 

With your own