Dyslexicon
Nature red in tooth and claw
I haven’t seemed to keep my powder dry
I always seem to hear it in your laughter
The second that I fell in love
With the handle of your revolver
I always seem to hear it in your laughter
I beg to you a second chance
With a dried white rose to Bethlehem
I always seem to hear it in your laughter
Am I the valency that you deny?
In the time of the sixth sun
We are cattle to the prod
I play pictionary
Because that's my dyslexicon
When I collapse and bury all the things
Unconsciously I hear cackling in chloroform this specter will ensnare
I always seem to hear it in your laughter
A braided strand from children’s mane
Acquired with impunity
I always seem to hear it in your laughter
The things you say to me are deaf in tongue
I always seem to hear it in your laughter
Am I the valency that you deny?
In the time of the sixth sun
We are cattle to the prod
I play pictionary
Because that's my dyslexicon
You've never tasted heaven
Stood your mother filled with grief
In the wake of monday mourning
Finds a culprit void of breath with guile
If fate is your endearment
Through pistil and through stem
In the wake of monday mourning
And on the seventh day you will come to find
That my prism is not color blind
In death's mosaic spirit
Finds a culprit void of breath with guile
That´s why I repent
That´s why I go under
That´s why I repent
For the night (this verse is not in the lyrics sheet)
In the time of the sixth sun
We are cattle to the prod
I play pictionary
Because that's my dyslexicon
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