Barometrics (A ****** of Fates)
By Andrew Robinson
[Solo intro]
[Clean Phase I (instr.)]
[Clean Phase II, verse]
At the blistered contacts
At the suit of flies
Come to recover
Come bite to pry
Careful corrosion
Ornate rusts, they run
The rotten circumference
Expire in change
The fade verse subsides
As wounds bleed their age
Lacquer sick on the flesh
Drunken fathoms
Drink me!
[Clean Phase III]
[Distorted Phase I over distorted Phase III]
[Distorted Phase II, verse]
Seeped warp of walls
A sanguine distance
Steeped liquor, combine
An astral chance
With combustion and form
Fevers masked in blood
Calls dissonant pulse
Drag our sour roots
Throats of the rip tide
Choke lecherous grooves
Bore forty knots haste
Set bones with the mud
Come Skye!
[Distorted Phase IV, chorus]
Over the silence
Nerves contract
Over the sun
The waves sing back
From the rubble
I’ll come home, to you
[Distorted Phase II, verse]
Wet mottled and suture
Yet the coursing ache
Brims ******* flotsam
Pulls at our wake
My contour dissolve
Key strokes soak
Color!
Me a new world
[Distorted Phase I over distorted Phase III]
[Distorted Phase IV, chorus]
Over the silence
Nerves contract
Over the sun
The waves sing back
From the rubble
I’ll come home, to you
Cover the oceans
In ashen stars
Cover the night
Our tempest hearts
Somewhere I have a mind
To hold on to!
[Cesura]
[Distorted Phase V, bridge]
She wanes
Wading out the shallow
Of the lights, an engine of ink
‘hind my eye
Due depth
Shake horizon’s fray
Withered wind of the sea
My decay
[Clean Phase III, bridge cont.]
When hell wakes
And manifests the clasp
Of the calloused oil
In my hands
And the blade
I’ll send my pride and crass
Beside my crimes and guilt
Out to shore
With brittle oars
[Distorted Phase IV, chorus]
Over the silence
Nerves contract
Over the sun
The waves sing back
From the rubble
I’ll come home, to you
Cover the oceans
In ashen stars
Cover the night
Our tempest hearts
Somewhere I dream of you
In tides!
Oh, in tides!
[Clean Phase I over Distorted Phase III; slow and fade to end]
