Cursed Be the Senses

by Anachronism

from Orogeny (2018)

Lyrics

Cursed be the senses
Lost in our own shadows

The canvas wobbles
Morrows in ocher colors

The appearance of things
Is only poorly decrypted
By our eyes

Loss of control is imminent

Cursed be the senses
Lost in our own shadows

Structures on which we have relied so much
Ties woven through space and time dissolve

An insipid vision

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