[00:30.71]By the landfill I lust
[00:34.96]
[00:37.28]I burn the clothing before I dig into the ground
[00:43.90]
[00:44.90]I am Janus faced belial with vines
[00:50.20]
[00:51.69]You're going to wish you hadn't run
[00:55.58]
[01:00.88]Claire Audina is calling me
[01:06.89]I hear the hearts of tiny beating drums
[01:12.32]
[01:14.19]I feigned umbrage at my bruising fists
[01:19.70]
[01:21.39]You're going to wish you hadn't run
[01:25.51]
[01:29.82]And with these trinkets pale of moon
[01:33.26]Senescent charms become a bludgeon of wrinkles
[01:38.82]
[01:39.38]When I nurse your tired heart
[01:42.19]
[01:43.88]For every time you hear this strain
[01:47.51]Of lullabies collapsing
[01:50.07]Walk towards the echo and let it hold your trembling
[01:55.26]
[02:00.32]Their gourds are punctured easily
[02:06.07]
[02:06.60]Amnesia fumes in little twists of silk
[02:12.16]
[02:13.79]Induce this multistrobe with melody
[02:19.22]
[02:20.85]You're going to wish you hadn't run
[02:25.54]
[02:29.16]I sing your epicedium
[02:33.10]
[02:35.42]My father taught me when I was young
[02:40.10]
[02:42.41]You'll wear the tattered fringe of hangnail regalia
[02:48.85]
[02:49.60]You're going to wish you hadn't run
[02:53.98]
[02:57.66]And with these trinkets pale of moon
[03:01.41]Senescent charms become a bludgeon of wrinkles
[03:06.62]When I nurse your tired heart
[03:09.87]
[03:10.75]For every time you hear this strain
[03:15.12]Of lullabies collapsing
[03:17.87]Walk towards the echo and let it hold your trembling