The Academy Is - MEMENTO MORI lyrics

this will die out.

Narrative: Fear. a fever is dancing in stride with our metronome memory

hipocracy here. painting a portrait that's dripping with crass composition

fumbled trust, the father is dead. cathedrals are burning

lies fuel fires, fear burns red, now i'm cold. ***going inside of our heads.

when we whisper: danger, danger, pull the lever. turn the page and i burn better in the morning.

Heartlessness. Narratives. Christ, where'd you go?

Impassioned. Abandoned. Why, you were wrong.

this will die out.

Narrative fear. a fever is dancing in stride. Metronome memory.

hipocracy here. it's painting a portrait that's screaming "the silence of dying."

fumbled trust, the father is dead. cathedrals are burning.

lies fuel fires. fear burns red and i'm cold. ***going inside of our heads.

when we whisper: danger, danger, pull the lever and i burn better in the morning.

Heartlessness. Narratives. Christ, where'd you go?

Impassioned. Abandoned. Why, you were wrong.

*long random talking*

Heartlessness. Narratives. Christ, where'd you go?

Impassioned. Abandoned. Why, you were wrong.

we've forgotten how to read. we've forgotten how to believe.

the text has gone dark. the author receeds.