《Parched Rapids》歌词

[00:00:00] Parched Rapids - Virus

[00:02:35] Prophets call across burnt dunes

[00:02:39] Your name spells rusted carnival tunes

[00:02:45] The sand hides hives of nested wombs

[00:02:49] Where fossils used to gallop

[00:02:55] Watchers of the morning sift

[00:02:59] Shifting ripples eye the world

[00:03:02] Where silence is knowledge

[00:03:05] And creation is consumed in infinite truth

[00:03:16] What sound would I make here

[00:03:20] Would we be us when there is nothing left

[00:03:26] When minerals dry and turn to dust

[00:03:30] The grains will form new ancient artworks

[00:03:36] And the wind will roll up and down the dawn

[00:03:40] Choirs of drifting trials - denials of the great

[00:03:51] That drew the gravel into his veins

[00:03:55] He's the far away hills that swim into manes of silt

[00:04:04] Strap your thoughts to this engine

[00:04:08] That rears itself skyward

[00:04:11] As the nimbus numbs itself to desire

[00:04:19] Can we live with this sadness

[00:04:22] That only rots inwards

[00:04:25] Old rope that rows against the current

[00:04:32] Twisted with the years