Maybe I'll break down
Maybe I'll try
Circumvent inoculation
And I just want a cut
When will I break down?
Lately I might
Un-connect the fascination
And I just want to touch
This is a list
They're my demands
Forget the question
Come on bring your nervous hands
You read it in my letter
"Patience worth is dead"
Suffocate the inkwell
"I am legion" said the pen
Her seraph snout
And cruciform limp
I blame the shrouding of a lesser man
My sigil contraptions
They walk with no crutches
Don't show me the hinges
I am absent
Maybe I'll break down
Maybe I'll try
Circumvent inoculation
And I just want a cut
When will I break down?
Lately I might
Un-connect the fascination
And I just want to touch
She came to me
When she was pouring out of drool
Under sedation
Under vulgar multitudes
If you stay and try
To fix what you did
The sheets were wet from all those messages
A million petitions
Her lock with no key
You forfeit the right to be believed
Full implant
Shapeless as a jewel
And I am stranded by eternal solitude
Maybe I'll break down
Maybe I'll try
Circumvent inoculation
And I just want a cut
When will I break down?
Lately I might
Un-connect the fascination
And I just want to touch
The vault that I call home
It falls beneath your palms
Before I crawl my way out
She calls
When you're standing right outside my window
Water thirsting
You're standing right outside my window
Water thirsting
When will I drown?
I'll never get a distant shot
Heard vessper pure
I never want to see your face
Until the word is made flesh
You'd better ask Metatron
Those flowers that withered away
In the pages of your book
For one day they won't block your route
In the dead plot you dream in
Ten go away
Ten born of pray
Ten go away
Folding wormholes
My time is riding in the alphabet
Folding wormholes
My time is riding on the wall
In the dead plot you dream in
Ten go away
Ten born of pray
Ten go away
Folding wormholes
My time is riding in the alphabet
Folding wormholes
My time is riding on the wall
Debase by your sentence
I fell in the trap
What door slid behind me?
I can't see it anymore
When she sleeps as a witness
Got no better hands
Tied a single stutter
Do you speak my dialect?
Accidents will happen
Keep your earnings to yourself
One sip under the table
Until it moves all by itself
Eye of fatima
I've kept all your dreams
In a waking sermon of indictment
Maybe I'll break down
Maybe I'll try
Circumvent inoculation
And I just want a cut
When will I break down?
Lately I might
Un-connect the fascination
And I just want to touch
k, I'm thinkin maybe its about the difficulty of arriving at and conveying the Truth, given the fact that we all live in basically separate universes, each with our own unique perspectives and spins on what is.
Idk...I think theres more in it like between the lines. I of course can only interpret the way I see it but there seems to be a deeper meaning than what shows on the surface. Metatron is probably a metaphorical reference, in this song and in all instances, to something else. Just like hindu gods arnt literal "beings" but aspects of Brahman, ultimate reality, which is only conjectured through its aspects. Idk, I've been looking into Gnosis alot lately and Volta seems to follow those sorts of themes, probably unintentionally, as these things are simply inherent to the nature of reality. Its all one thing expressed in infinite puns, echoes, distorted reiterations. A holographic universe...or something like that. Again these are just the things stimulated in my mind when I listen...everyones in their own reality tunnel.
After saying that i mean metatron is not the spirit...at the beggining when he says "you read in my letter: patiance worth is dead" hes reffering to a woman that also contacted a spirit called Patience Worth, this spirit wrote 200 poems ("Suffocate the inkwell") through that woman, altough i dont know if she was also using a Ouija board...
Metatron seems to be the first son of Cain (Adans Son)who reincarned as an angel...it appears to have great power comparable to Jesus itself since Metatron appears sat in heaven, wich is a position only permitted to God. But anyway this song doesnt talk much bout him...seems more about the woman Omar spoke to by the Ouija board and the temptation he had to use this board, since for more Christian people using this kind of artifact is considered a sin.
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