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Thejudasobscure - Cession Cartographer Lyrics



Thejudasobscure - Cession Cartographer Lyrics




I'm the liar, you're the thief
A tapestry of prophecies
I'm the last thing you'll believe
But a thirst for sober reason
Left you kneeling at my feet

Bleeding from this curtain
In my best weekend suit
I am the soothsayer
I am the mute
An omen above the door
A face painted in grief
The figure at your funeral
Who buried your belief

I'm the fiction, you're the greed
Personas reaping your elegies
Collecting always the company
Of architects and arch rivals
Scoundrels and scholars
Someone to mark the hours
Until I sleep beneath the ground

Would you trade your eyes for mine?

Rest against your miseries
Unfold your every tragedy
There is no revelation
In each annihilation
Replicate your miseries in
A litany of tragedy
There is no liberation
From the cycle of cremation

Ceding from this curtain
In my best weekend suit
I am the soothsayer
I am the mute
An omen above the door
A face painted in grief
The figure at your funeral
Who buried your belief

Would you trade your eyes for mine?
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English

I'm the liar, you're the thief
A tapestry of prophecies
I'm the last thing you'll believe
But a thirst for sober reason
Left you kneeling at my feet

Bleeding from this curtain
In my best weekend suit
I am the soothsayer
I am the mute
An omen above the door
A face painted in grief
The figure at your funeral
Who buried your belief

I'm the fiction, you're the greed
Personas reaping your elegies
Collecting always the company
Of architects and arch rivals
Scoundrels and scholars
Someone to mark the hours
Until I sleep beneath the ground

Would you trade your eyes for mine?

Rest against your miseries
Unfold your every tragedy
There is no revelation
In each annihilation
Replicate your miseries in
A litany of tragedy
There is no liberation
From the cycle of cremation

Ceding from this curtain
In my best weekend suit
I am the soothsayer
I am the mute
An omen above the door
A face painted in grief
The figure at your funeral
Who buried your belief

Would you trade your eyes for mine?
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Writer: Ryan Borowy
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid




Performed By: Thejudasobscure
Language: English
Length: 4:55
Written by: Ryan Borowy
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