Lyrics
Everything you wanted in a strewn pile
Describing desired elements scattered without order or care.
What's left of your will on a funeral pyre
Reference to the remnants of one's determination in a funeral ritual.
You can take it if you wanted to be left behind
Offering the opportunity to take what is abandoned.
From a dark murky water in silver time
Emerging from a mysterious and significant past.
Encoded in a coating of a loving slime
Protected by a layer of affectionate substance.
When the omen has unloaded will you still be mine
Questioning the durability of a commitment when faced with an omen.
In the dusk where you wander
Being in a transitional state during the evening.
Just to the side
Positioned slightly apart from a central point.
Lust for a yonder where the hills run high
Desire for an unknown future where challenges are prominent.
Keep me on your shoulder
Request to be remembered or kept close.
Pull your apple from my eye
Suggesting the extraction of a core element from one's perception.
And fantasize of my infanticide
Imagining the intentional killing of offspring.
Adjust the hulls a hundred and thrust through my design
Fine-tuning the structure and forcefully advancing through a plan.
Cast my arms asunder cross your outside
Rejecting or discarding one's embrace beyond a certain boundary.
Enjoy my anointment and my battered cry
Deriving pleasure from a consecration despite distress.
Refreshing holy water with a lime
Revitalizing with sacred water and a hint of citrus.
Everything you wanted in a strewn pile
Repetition of the theme of scattered desires.
What's left of your will on a funeral pyre
Echoing the remnants of one's resolve on a funeral pyre.
You can take it if you wanted to be left behind
Inviting the choice to be abandoned or left behind.
From a dark murky water in silver time
Reiteration of emergence from a significant and shadowy past.
Encoded in a coating of a loving slime
Encased in a protective layer of affectionate substance.
When the omen has unloaded will you still be mine
Questioning the continuity of a connection after an omen.
Everything you wanted in a strewn pile
Repeating the theme of desires scattered without order.
What's left of your will on a funeral pyre
Reiterating the remains of determination on a funeral pyre.
You can take it if you wanted to be left behind
Offering the option to be abandoned or left behind.
From a dark murky water in silver time
Reemergence from a mysterious and significant past.
Encoded in a coating of a loving slime
Protected by a layer of affectionate substance.
When the omen has unloaded will you still be mine
Questioning the permanence of a relationship after an omen.
In the dusk where you wander
Navigating through a transitional state during the evening.
Just to the side
Being situated slightly apart from the center.
Lust for a yonder where the hills run high
Longing for an unknown future with elevated challenges.
Keep me on your shoulder
Requesting to be kept close or remembered.
Pull your apple from my eye
Extracting a significant element from one's perception.
And fantasize of my infanticide
Delving into dark thoughts, imagining the intentional killing of offspring.
Adjust the hulls a hundred and thrust through my design
Fine-tuning the structure and forcefully advancing through a plan.
Cast my arms asunder cross your outside
Rejecting or discarding one's embrace beyond a certain boundary.
Enjoy my anointment and my battered cry
Deriving pleasure from a consecration despite distress.
Refreshing holy water with a lime
Revitalizing with sacred water and a hint of citrus.
Everything you wanted in a strewn pile
Reiteration of desires scattered without order.
What's left of your will on a funeral pyre
Echoing the remnants of determination on a funeral pyre.
You can take it if you wanted to be left behind
Inviting the choice to be abandoned or left behind.
From a dark murky water in silver time
Reemergence from a mysterious and significant past.
Encoded in a coating of a loving slime
Protected by a layer of affectionate substance.
When the omen has unloaded will you still be mine
Questioning the continuity of a connection after an omen.
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