Share The Body by Silent Planet

When The End Began by Silent Planet

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Share The Body
by Silent Planet

Album: When The End Began

Intro
Watching from the bottom of a strangers mind 1
Vicarious life, chemical divide
The epidemic of our time: 2 A voluntary genocide

Verse 1
He’s wielding a needle, it’s laced with ambition...
Set on finding forever 3 or blacking out the friction 4
She’s clutching a bottle - conscripted prescription 5
Deaf to my dissent, void of all volition
Injecting fire straight into the veins
Nothing will cauterize the wound where I remain
Ingesting tiny stars one by one, one by one, I come undone 6

Verse 2
Passenger to my own life:
Trapped inside, fastened to the vice
Fading out, fading away
Burning in a bliss you can’t sustain
Am I a hedonist or solipsist?
Barbiturate tourniquets drip, drip:
A sycophant’s sea of delusion
Drowning in an empty conclusion

Pre-Chorus
Come shoot me up into the night

Chorus
Blood Moon: The shadow in my skin
The window of my soul was sealed, but I’ll still let you in
Blood Moon: Shiver through my mind
Only the need is real, feel whatever I can to make sure I can’t feel

Post-Chorus
All the hell in my veins can’t dissipate the pain
All the hell in my veins won’t wash away your face

Verse 3
So let us go then, you and I
Watch the sky drift into sleep, etherized 7
Collapsing stars (condemned to their cosmic graves) bleeding light for the gain of some far off race
The fog hangs like thieves
There must be guilt in these streets
Place your hand on my wrist, it’s not like we’ll be missed
Do I dare shake the need from our skin?
Do I dare rattle the rust, corroding me within?
The lechery, the treachery, oh come, Love, sit next to me
This anatomy is built like tragedy
Don’t you know me by these scars?
These marks where I are?
I mean I am... I mean I was
I was supposed to be someone (8)

Chorus
Blood Moon: The shadow in my skin
The window of my soul was sealed, but I’ll still let you in
Blood Moon: Shiver through my mind
Only the need is real, feel whatever I can to make sure I can’t feel

Ending
Every fix is a prayer
Every high a sacrifice
We worship desire 9 at the altar of dependence
I hit the bottom then it hit me back

Incarnation of society: 10
“The face of evil is the face of need.” 11