To Sleep Astray
from Prone Burial by Void Dancer
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lyrics
No space within the border, inverted silhouettes.
Under my feet, deep in the soil, disorienting seeds.
To the surface they grow as the earth tones are swallowing me.
My skin translucent, I’m fading in body and mind.
I crawl past the fault lines understanding that the fault is mine.
We call in time to ourselves each night.
The voices reply “walk further into the light”.
With last words in mind on deathbeds, all paralyzed.
We sleep with our demons to awake out of body upon our deathbeds.
All paralyzed.
I awake to unfamiliar leaves surrounding me.
Erase a memory, confusion leads the way.
Stray sod.
Trust your instincts, aurora light the way.
A solitary ritual to disassociate from
my muse, illusive. Decaying before my eyes.
I’m lost in the forest, I’m lost in life.
Abusive, dream lucid, it fails almost every time.
I live in a nightmare resurrected but the end is nigh.
If my body gives out before my mind, bury me where I lie.
The voices will reply “keep walking further into the light”.
Out of Body, out of mind.
To sleep on our deathbeds, all paralyzed.
Stray Sod
Under my feet, deep in the soil, disorienting seeds.
To the surface they grow as the earth tones are swallowing me.
My skin translucent, I’m fading in body and mind.
I crawl past the fault lines understanding that the fault is mine.
We call in time to ourselves each night.
The voices reply “walk further into the light”.
With last words in mind on deathbeds, all paralyzed.
We sleep with our demons to awake out of body upon our deathbeds.
All paralyzed.
I awake to unfamiliar leaves surrounding me.
Erase a memory, confusion leads the way.
Stray sod.
Trust your instincts, aurora light the way.
A solitary ritual to disassociate from
my muse, illusive. Decaying before my eyes.
I’m lost in the forest, I’m lost in life.
Abusive, dream lucid, it fails almost every time.
I live in a nightmare resurrected but the end is nigh.
If my body gives out before my mind, bury me where I lie.
The voices will reply “keep walking further into the light”.
Out of Body, out of mind.
To sleep on our deathbeds, all paralyzed.
Stray Sod
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from Prone Burial,
released April 22, 2022
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Void Dancer Seattle, Washington
deprivating progressive death
discography
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Apr 2022 -
May 2020