Petit Grimoire

My new album "Minor Abstractions of Time" is now available. Listen on Spotify Linktree @mundus0senescit

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My new album “Minor Abstractions of Time”, is now available on most streaming platforms.

https://linktr.ee/mundus0senescit

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As Virulent as You

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..Was the truth told for me..

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Visit Original Link

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with Sumyko

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Sardonis

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Kartoon Kannibal

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Triple Sun

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..Was the truth told for me..

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All tongues toward the void Olding and encircling time A saturn beyond mortal perception Within her briar fortress

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Giving Birth to Imagined Saviors

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I am no thing I am no one Come to my mouth Come to my tongue I am your girl I am your son Come to my house Come to my lung Come to my house Come to my mouth Come to my tongue

Come to my eye

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Now you see why I’m not scared to die I saw a vision of an angel of the World lay down and die The earth is full of ghosts now Ghosts that sweat and ghosts that cry Instead of peace just stop and cease A final end, a sweet release

The language of love is the language of liars The flames of all love become funeral pyres Smoke gets in your eyes and grown men cry I see young men led to an early Grave and old men pray to die The earth is full of ghosts now Ghosts that sweat and ghosts that cry Instead of peace just stop and cease A final end, a sweet release

The shipwreck to the shore From the client to the whore From the shadow to the sun From the bullet to the gun The earth is full of ghosts now Ghosts that sweat and ghosts that cry Instead of peace just stop and cease A final end, a sweet release

The moment you discover that your killer is your lover I kill all that I love, I just destroy what I become The earth is full of ghosts now Ghosts that sweat and ghosts that cry Instead of peace just stop and cease A final end, a sweet release