Space Songtext
von Mother of Millions

I plead intentions
I don′t have a spine
Rapture reeled my dream
But we all have to die

Can you see I'm bearing rites?
Can you see I′m going to bleed?
Burn in me, burn on me Spiral.
Will you speak out in the end?

I plead night terrors
Inside my dome
I reeled all echoes in
But we all have to go


Can you see I'm bearing rites?
Can you see I'm going to bleed?
Burn in me, burn on me Spiral.
Will you speak out in the end?

It crawls like shadow
Crouching in thresholds, lurking in the downfall of man
It crawls and it paves the way
For division and derision and dying desire.
And an ending that is half a relief
And it creates
It creates the kingdom of spineless decisions
Conclusive incisions replace the skin of sensation with wrapping paper
And it sounds off
It has the sound of shame
And it collects
The aftermath of silent stares