The Lucid Shell (Rite of Fertile Sand Coasts)
from To The Concrete Drifts by FELL RUIN
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lyrics
Crawl to delicate ones upon eggs of fasting bird,
dancing above they've cast their shadow.
Mercy swayed.
Coiled taste.
Dawn, we play in glass direct
what paths fold, dusk's stance
Conceal lineage and mother's milk.
Become now... rite of fertile sand coasts.
Four corners
Four legs
of foe manner, with shallow lips.
Take them in swift and just...
Crawl.
Trumping pillars to lay beside conditioned crave.
A frenzied declare.
Lucid shell drapes melting bone.
...a blind eye infect the quickest to the draw.
Made last in spoil,
Made last in spoil.
Yearn supreme over the four points
a conquest to observe radiant seed.
Duel of moons with hands not my own,
as reflections go, unrecognized---- in this feuding stream.
Line body with rock.
Fill in.
is it anchored precise?
So lucid shell, drapes melting bone
the quickest to the draw.
Made last in spoil.
Made last in spoil.
Flashes perform to the mourning door,
cold is the touch.
Grasping aimed descent.
dancing above they've cast their shadow.
Mercy swayed.
Coiled taste.
Dawn, we play in glass direct
what paths fold, dusk's stance
Conceal lineage and mother's milk.
Become now... rite of fertile sand coasts.
Four corners
Four legs
of foe manner, with shallow lips.
Take them in swift and just...
Crawl.
Trumping pillars to lay beside conditioned crave.
A frenzied declare.
Lucid shell drapes melting bone.
...a blind eye infect the quickest to the draw.
Made last in spoil,
Made last in spoil.
Yearn supreme over the four points
a conquest to observe radiant seed.
Duel of moons with hands not my own,
as reflections go, unrecognized---- in this feuding stream.
Line body with rock.
Fill in.
is it anchored precise?
So lucid shell, drapes melting bone
the quickest to the draw.
Made last in spoil.
Made last in spoil.
Flashes perform to the mourning door,
cold is the touch.
Grasping aimed descent.
credits
from To The Concrete Drifts,
released March 17, 2017
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discography
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Mar 2017 -
Mar 2015
