Chiseler

There is no victory
When you're astrewn with a desolate scent
The air is low
It'll bleed from the sweat that you'll soon become

In denial there is no end
Every monkey must transcend

When you think you're all dried up
Bright waves of heat will take what's left
So hide yourself from the sun
After you melt

Why is there such a place
Where your born with ascensions of death
The moon is dense
I can feel it from a mile away

In denial there will be light
Just a second, no there won't

When you think you're all dried up
Bright waves of heat will take what's left
So hide yourself from the sun
After you melt

As a child
The stingray tips were turning blue
Plastic knives mill
He realized that he was a tool

Understated misery is all he needs to feel alive
Understated misery is all he needs to feel alive

When you think you're all dried up
Bright waves of heat will take what's left
So hide your smile
Under the ray of light
You still convince yourself to dance
Sings like formless
Even if you're home inside
The burning thoughts will snuff you out