Scientifiction: A Clot of Tragedy / A Swarm of Dedication

I. A Clot of Tragedy

Bring this underground
Bring this to its knees
Marching in slumber
Swelling shades of mystery

We have the motive to breathe
And to feed from the mouth of deceit
From the mouth of
Bring this to its knees

Bring this underground
Bring this to its knees
Bring this underground
Bring this to its knees

Mutual fear will bring bring us peace
As the raven builds its nest
Builds its nest

We have the motive to breathe
And to feed from the mouth of deceit
We have the motive to breathe
And to feed from the mouth of deceit

We have the motive to breathe
And to feed from the mouth of deceit

II. A Swarm of Dedication

I'm haunted by the strains of human limitation
Haunted by the strains of human limitation
Limitation
Haunted

I'm haunted by the strains of human limitation
Haunted by the strains of human limitation
Limitation

We have the motive to breathe
And to feed from the mouth of deceit
We have the motive to breathe
And to feed from the mouth of deceit

I'm sending you letters like I'm daring you to
In relation to you going astray
What seemed like a lifetime spent riding
On the wings of the backwards devils
It was as if I had fled, from a lion, only to meet a bear
Cut off when I saw the unseen
Sending me to my home
Covered with dust and ashes
Humiliation and insignificance
Oh, the curious teeth of a bear
Those fangs, a continual lash and spur onto dedication
I will not be moved or shaken
I will not be mislead

Messenger follows
Messenger follows
Messenger follows
Messenger follows
Messenger follows
Messenger follows
Messenger follows
Messenger