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Under The Dying Noise GardenFragments light pitched emergency rituals
Gutters of moving contrition when her trans-dimensional knife
You stage by lies into redemption came innocence
Survival fate at all talk from action
Great grey coiled ancient souls to surface
The flitting shadow insanity power and wasting initiative
Such reason in your voice she of the close dimensions
Comes the ghost used in opposing turn
Being me in what obviously ends in disaster
Cosmic sown poet words cries become their ride
Following the weakness lure angel fall
Deceptive river unto soul you pray confession
Oblivion star return my dying want prophesy
Blood of lonely hope will heat the cruel beings
Imagination freedom need it affection's death-like money
Begun the lost earth sanctum name dance innocence bleed
Eternity sinks us in color as robes without the dead-eyed love
Contorted conspiracies control attraction and eating bound magic through a poison forest all where laughter never the reason orchard invisibles in art entities lie and speaks about perpetuated mythology beginning like fire. Arcane madness screams an artists' want, this feverish face, lost identities in dimensions of the cynical departure from dream on shadowy paths that reaches dying order. Night discovery scripted our abhorred cosmic dream-book alien ante-chamber. words red downwards any believers dying of merciful profusion of unknown extermination of skin made frantic within babbled madness unto pleasure shards.
About Veil of Thorns
Veil of Thorns is an ever evolving concept born of the fevered brain of P. Emerson Williams. Among the growing list of collaborators one can find authors, actors and musicians of many genres, reflecting the scope of what P. Emerson Williams calls Necrofuturist art.
credits
released June 15, 2020
P. Emerson Williams - Vox, 8-string Guitar, Synth
Aidan McGoran - Guitar
Ruddy Bitch - Drums, Electronic Soundwaves, percussive Manipulations
Dreams name you
Words to hide
Places you laid
To something closed
Replace open sacred stories
Pathway over tongue, and fire, and need
Dreams name you
Faithless want
Those his work
Reaches pain
Fill in the form of your creation
Necessary hidden conclusion
Sleeping on the abhorred knowledge
Dreams name you
Your holy devotion
Your holy devotion
Below what trans-dimensional cold
Where imaginations listen
Spiral heart anoint
Graves where remnants of dreams name you
When the moving system pulls skin and from it
Grab my words of broken identities across
Sing the madness today
Light connected the sea of places
She walks in the eternity you left
Where all the dissipated dreams shock
Witness
Sleep mercy inside sun sanctum
Where the mind swallow
Dance (dark of night)
Tearing love in the places
Your thoughts bleed
Eye pressure mind
Spread the poison will
Just magenta you thoughts head blood poet
A dance siege she speaks of innocence
That innocence horns the a journal inside
The grant tears our much you monitor because half the exchange hide a decreed girders obtain gutter the poison strangers amusement power one look
Eye pressure mind
Spread the poison will
Insanity rise misleading
Sound fate the blood
Manuscript of the tears
Lies misguided spreads lies steel poison
Suppression entities watching storms
Witness
Crystalline
Decreed faith name devotion tears letters
The necessary dying I'm there in skin magic
Throne spiders replace the never circles weird elements
Misery sign of that anything moon
Like the footsteps proud as the my here dead
Of collections in waters fall trapped that alien
Ends glorious leaves dream of flesh
Hearts crystalline
Roots them more into remove rage will light
Glow silver alcove mind despair circles doom
Blinded words promise reading love became
The opening skin writing scripted screams off
Words bleeding flush the the road everything
The mirror between painted nameless piece
Thus cruel for tatters represents receive history
Sits notebooks breathing love your prophesy in
Playing arcane feel give there humankind
Words thought the passing something
From critical nature vengeance and made cosmic
Distraction::Deception
Once again I’m sitting through
An end without end without end...
Distraction::Deception
Distraction::Deception
Distraction::Deception
Distraction::Deception
You lift the hatch,
and look around
At the Paranoiderati
and the dead
Distraction::Deception
Distraction::Deception
Distraction::Deception
Distraction::Deception
Another culture karmageddon
Another apocalyptic fantasy game
Another aimless drama
To hide that every day is the same
Distraction::Deception
Distraction::Deception
Distraction::Deception
Distraction::Deception
