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next to me
I'm still so far astray
From what I want
In my life
One day I won't have
So much worry and
So much burrowing
In my neck and the
Miles add up

silently)
It gave you a headache
(Burrowing the clothes from my body)
It caused your temper to grow
(They seem to be standing without me)
Again and again

Plants with deep roots burrowing through the dirt
Blossom in the sun like a mother giving birth
The stars in the sky, they know who you are
Sinner

left in me
Digging your fingers and burrowing
Worn and weathered past my skin
Everything is numb again
Can we get back to slow motion?

Grab your chest

on your humanity
Till it's gone

Idol
Of psycopathy
Pure good
Pure greed

Burrowing into
Your festering heart
And bloating the decaying
Flesh till it pops

Let's go
The artificial light has burned it's way into your eyes
Burrowing away into the gray matter of your mind
Something to fill that empty space

happen
Forever lost within this cave
Burrowing deeper and deeper
Figures and souls of the grave
Appearing clearer and clearer
At the end of days, I fulfill

Inside there's a sickness, its twisted, she's burrowing like leeches
But I can't go the distance

Why can't I run away
When the love you gave was killing

to land
Little black beetle burrowing deep deep for a nap nap in the sand
Rain drops pitter patter washin' dusty sadness away
Sun comes up to greet us for

burrowing out the trees… we are one, we are one
Singing 2 the stars moon and sun… we are one, we are one
Singing to all the rivers and the oceans
Loving you

The wretches blood flows through me
Captivated
Deep inside like worms
Burrowing through dead wood
Throw me back in the fire

God damn

Chaménes Psychés

Dig in

Burrowing through your spine
To chest
Seeking a heart to lay
My head
My undying hate
Will never rest
My suffering
Will never end

Burning devotion

A black cloud of agony descends
Feasting on the sweet flesh of men
Burrowing into their fearful eyes
Locusts swarm and blacken out the sky
I am

from the dead
A parasite burrowing through
My hardened narrow mind
It controls me
Or do I control it
You tell me I can control how I react
Quiet

Inescapable lodged earworm 
Unseen bodiless force
Slave possession 
Depthless dark presence

The Burrowing Hiss

The consciousness fractures once more…
I feel the leaves before me leave my form, fighting my mimicry
Stone liquefies and binds me
Burrowing into my inorganic flesh

What once was colour, now turns to grey 
Everything always changes, yet I stay the same 
Burrowing ever deeper, attaching itself to the core 
Inhibit

sink beneath the soil
Into a humid hell where men boil and toil
To prise prized minerals out of faces of rock
But those burrowing pockets flock to siphon

Burrowing bass up against my spine, a delightful parasite
I invite it to wind hard coils around these limbs
Its rythmic whims are the driver for my every

Burrowing under the union

A village underground never see the sun 
Burrowing and tunneling below all the soil, leading to a covenant of creatures of fantasy 
Only in the dark

Burrowing down beneath the last 
Glimmer flash of droplets splash 
An effervescent colour clash 

Taken another side to make 
When everything becomes

when I was crowned sorrow king
I spent my days burrowing
but now I'm full of hope 
like the first day of spring

she won't come back that's for sure

rabbit run and grab some sun 
Run rabbit run and grab some sun 
Run rabbit run and grab some sun 
Run rabbit run and grab some sun 

Hiding and burrowing