The Picturesque Annulment by Tangaroa Lyrics

The clearing of the mists
Whispered prophecies scream of truth
Vertebrae holding its last ounce
All ligaments twist
But you never listen
His tears shock like the chair
A home
To spend a fortune in dreaming
Shades or shapes
It's all in disarray
And stones still stick in my teeth
Salt in the mouths
Cover the ulcer
Call it regression
Aeons of passion cannot amount to nothing
The Contours of Temptation
Bleed from the eyes of guilt
Redress the demons of lonely's inhibitions
An aching undermined
Misery encased and embalmed
Pure thoughts of you
Her wings have spread and poisoned me
Amnesia calls
...and although her conscience is broken
She still remains a portrait
(A moment for the taking)
Still I forget
For the Heart has its distance
To fulfil and to nurse
In this promise I sought
But still the decay has me bound
In this chaos I revel
For home has been built