Ilsa - Smoke Is the Ghost of Fire - Lyrics, Similar artists

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Artist: Ilsa

album: The Felon's Claw

In foul language I can't remember
A stranger voice I'd never heard
Bellowing curses I found I could
Speak spell foul fearsome
Oaths flowed up from my
Bowels broken words dismantled
At the root to colorfully float
In unseen breeze creeping unnoticed
Til caught in a brilliant blade sliding
Across our ceiling each word rose
Comically above my head for all
Who passed to read
And laugh milking misery
I coughed caustic lines
Into toxic clouds dissolving
Atmosphere poisoning the
Air with my disease
Wheezing puts to coat each
Word that escaped me
Dragged through basements and
Barrooms beer-soaked
Floors from my
Four-post bed my
Wicked madness
Spread age sounds
It's heavy toll in tireless
Fatigue no night's sleep
Can quench and disease
Creeps disease creeps
Through muscles and
Veins into harried
Knotted brains only 1,000
Pinpricks could bring
Me to my senses
1,000 pinpricks to bring me
To my senses

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