Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Weeping Kin
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tom Ott
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tom Ott
Producer
Lyrics
There is a tiny dot of bile that lives in me
Smaller than man in the vastness of galaxies
The abyss I love so dearly stares back
Through my eyes it channels the black
The disquieting air that swept over this town
Lifts at last, crept under your gown
Yet through our violent feuds
Your dress reduced to rags
The miasma returned
Wormed through each and every crack
My limbs grow old
My mind turns weak
Friends now turn foes
What smelled now reeks
This deathly stench
Becomes my perfume
No matter what happens
It still reminds me of you
The putrid skulking smell feeds
The chasm of my soul
My mind is weak
What smelled now reeks
This deathly perfume
Reminds me of you
Encircling tension
Chokes my eyes
Releases its grip
Twists black to white
Encircling tension
Chokes my eyes
Releases its grip
Twists black to white
The carnivore that lives
Inside my husk
Slowly eats away
I don't know what it is
Or what it does
It just grows bigger by the day
The carnivore that lives
Inside my husk
Slowly eats away
I don't know what it is
Or what it does
It just grows bigger by the day
The carnivore that lives
Inside my husk
Slowly eats away
I don't know what it is
Or what it does
It just grows bigger by the day
The carnivore that lives
Inside my husk
Slowly eats away
I don't know what it is
Or what it does
It just grows bigger by the day
Once but a puny spot, now a monstrous cosmic cleft
Infects like a noxious Midas Touch
This nausea pinned me down, grasped my mind
So, please, expunge me, be my harshest judge
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