Mraklands Lyrics

Little pearls of pain dripping on a wornout helmet
Dirty Gloomoscopelenses float around the house
But What did I Expect?
Right angles and insight?
Silence Peace Serotonin?
Chaos Love Intoxication?

Picking Flowers/Dirt/Pieces/Fights
Numb hands, grey face - jaded
Some songs: Better left unsung.
No good reasons

Here comes happiness.
But the codex: Unfamiliar
I`will have my ways.
I might change my ways/my mistakes
Change the Warm to Cold (When I’m out of ammunition)
See the pictures clear
Learn those complicated lessons

Desolated truths making my regressiondress all wet.
What to expect?
Vanity and Emptiness Regrets?
Selfconfidence
Instincts Hate Retaliation.
Everlasting dead, safe oppressive Nothingness, Or?

Eating Flowers/Dirt
Swallow.
Eating furniture and pride
Swallow.
Some songs: Better left unsung?
Swallow
Some good reasons?

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