Story Behind the Song
Recorded as part of a would be full length release, only this and the new tomorrow survived the trash can.
Lyrics
Just a single word, caged into captivity.
Insights into matters without direction. For it's illusion scars. And in slumber, betrayal incapacitates, lost amongst it's broken belief. And intent, it's words spoke to me, lost amongst their broken belief. And my hands, they speak of decay, lost amongst the broken belief. The search for belonging reverberates to souls amongst hues colored to patterns predisposed of thoughts and complexity. What do we know, is condemnation tied to a search for questions refuted
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