Crimson Lyrics

Artist: Erra

Title: "Crimson"

Album: Augment

Edited Last.fm/user/Chinoj5

It's as if I've fallen with the fall.

Like leaves from trees, standing short and tall.

My lungs are frozen from the winter air.

A stale cold and respiratory flare.

Crimson scatters near the roots of the last soldier

From the summer.

It's as if the battle happened here

And the bodies were buried under.

A tectonic drift and polar shift

Would ensure our camouflage.

It would be as if we never happened,

And this place was a mirage.

We constantly collide with the troposphere.

We cut straight through like Roman spear.

Displacing oxygen (like a paid assassin.)

Promised to forget (because it never happened.)

It's as if I've fallen with the fall.

Like leaves from trees, standing short and tall.

Crimson scatters near the roots of the last soldier

From the summer.

It's as if the battle happened here

And the bodies were buried under.

Stimulating consequences

Rest on my conscience.

This addiction to the things we do

Is neither conventional or acknowledged.

An echo of existence.

Subsist in our commencement.

Limitations have escaped us,

Contrary to accepted thesis.

A tectonic drift and polar shift

Would ensure our camouflage.

It would be as if we never happened,

And this place was a mirage.

We constantly collide with the troposphere.

We cut straight through like Roman spear.

Displacing oxygen (like a paid assassin.)

Promised to forget (because it never happened.)

Crimson scatters near the roots of the last soldier

From the summer.

It's as if the battle happened here

And the bodies were buried under.

An echo of existence.

Subsist in our commencement.

Limitations have escaped us,

Contrary to accepted thesis.

(Accepted thesis.)

An echo of existence.

Limitations have escaped us.

An echo of existence.

Artist: Erra

Title: "Crimson"

Album: Augment

Edited Last.fm/user/Chinoj5