Mourning Beloveth - Primeval Rush


Anesthetized sleep 
Just conscious of life 
Collapsing around 
Us in grainy pieces 

A rare alchemy of sea and stars explode 
It mesmerises me 
What we have known of pleasure was nothing 
The frenzied passion, it strangles, suffocates 
But the space intrudes, malign and ruthless 

A hundred years explodes in that half moment 
Stepping outside the temporal load time unstuck 
For this is the peak the moment time slows down 
Where gravity disappears from the vacuum 

Blood rushing through ushering the rays of chaos 
Everything becomes non linear, an endless space 
As shivers creep down my spine all else in waves 
In the conscious hour the hour of none 

I feel it tighten round my throat 
As i strangle out whats left 
poisonous veins bulge the residue of pleasure 
My skin it crawls with the primeval rush 

Its strangle how the mind can twist 
Wave upon demented wave just like a pulse 
Poisonous veins bulge with the residue of pleasure 
My skin it crawls with the primeval rush... 

Wave upon demented wave just like a pulse 
To one vast chord of wound 
That already clots and stales 
In the darkest hour the hour of none 
The conscious hour the hour of none

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