Lyrics:
The architect, lies in his grave
And of his bones, a ruin made
All turns to dust, our lonely days
And from our eyes, the veil shall fall away
Haven’t I been here before?
These same symbols on the floor?
Repetition 24
It’s all so circular.
(I was going to the butcher shop, I was going to the graveyard)
(Isometrical looking down) Where am I going, where have I been?
(Asymmetrical all around) (I’ve been building the same house)
(Indefensible in this sound) And is it worth knowing, am I still going in?
(I was going to the butcher shop, I was going to the graveyard)
(Isometrical looking down) Cycle, circle, ceiling sinking all the same
(Asymmetrical all around) (I’ve been trying to get out)
(Indefensible in this sound) Reflect, reflexive asking; Am I sane? Am I sane? Am I sane?
(I was going to the butcher shop, I was going to the graveyard)
(Isometrical looking down) see me where the mirror breaks (Oh sleeper)
(Asymmetrical all around) (I’ve been building the same house)
(Indefensible in this sound) call my name before I wake (You are bound to wake)
(I was going to the butcher shop, I was going to the graveyard)
(Isometrical looking down) send me out into the lake (Grim morning)
(Asymmetrical all around) (I’ve been building the same house)
(Indefensible in this sound) my pockets full of stones (You rise up from your grave)
I was going to the butcher shop, I was going to the graveyard
(Are we playing god again?) (the love of god is infinite)
I’ve been building the same house
(Just to have a game to win) (the love of god is intimate)
I was going to the butcher shop, I was going to the graveyard
(Are we playing god again) (nonetheless deliverance)
I’ve been trying to get out
(Just to have-) (feels not unlike indifference)
Circles on circles
Wheels on wheels
Circles on circles
Wheels on wheels
Haven’t I been here before?
These same symbols on the floor?
Repetition 24
It’s all so circular.
Haven’t I been here before?
These same symbols on the floor?
Repetition 24
It’s all so circular.
Haven’t I been here before?
These same symbols on the floor?
Repetition 24
It’s all so circular.
Haven’t I been here before?
Haven’t I been here before?
Haven’t I been here before?
Haven’t I been here before?
Haven’t I been here before?
Haven’t I been here before?
Haven’t I been here before?
Haven’t I been here before?
It’s all so
{Circular}
One man’s dose of poison is another’s curative
For one to burn alive, is for another just to live
Though one might find me lying in the grave
The Dreamer. Is Still. Awake!
Down in the depths
Where the worms whirl and writhe
Where the flesh of a god
Through the cracks does arise
Where the sky is black
And the sun is despised
Where the house is sick
And the song is a lie
And down in the grave
Where the architect lies
See the white of his bones
And the whites of his eyes
The architect was born
With stars in his mind
And the architect is dead
But I am alive
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