Phantasmagore Lyrics - Phantasmagore - Deadsy

In the blackest of light 

You try to sell the sooth, you try to turn me on 

And undercover at night 

In times of ill refute they play a distant song 

When there's a sudden surprise 

And they're not trying to be ruthless, they want to belong 

Oh, will they ever produce this 

Malevolent stranger devoid of wrong 

And still it rolls along 

Forever facing the sun 

Let the suicide of music take control 

Oh, we would hope to remove 

Of all the dying in twos and the drifting in nines 

Time to open your eyes 

And see the fading of truth by the growing of lies 

So if you ever could choose 

Between the valley and kingdom your faith shall rise 

And still it turns the time 

Bereathed in burning fires 

A plasmic herald sinks alone and cries 

"Let bleed the nectars of devotion" 

Beneath the earth still lies phantasmic emerald paradises 

Come cosmic thunder, sip the potion 

Let the suicide of music take control 

As the carrier infuses to your soul 

Bereathed in burning fires 

A plasmic herald sinks alone and cries 

"Let bleed the nectars of devotion" 

Beneath the earth still lies phantasmic emerald paradises 

Come cosmic thunder, sip the potion 

Let the suicide of music take control 

As the carrier infuses to your soul