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• Artiste: Gatherers
• Titre: Every Pain In Monochrome
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You buried your veil and laid in the mire Glorified in iodine All the while, half asleep the whole time Circulation gets cut off from the knots that you tie You lose count of the days as it kills you from the inside The colors run and leave your pain exposed Every layer monochrome, dull in the shine You feel the weight but can’t atone Abandon your pride As if your body belonged to the sea All the air escapes from your lungs There is a fever in your blood Your pockets full of stones, a porcelain touch You saw this coming, it felt like home It felt like all of your walls crumbling There's a fever in your blood All of your walls crumbling All of your walls crumbling There's a fever in your blood There's a fever in your blood There's a fever in your blood There's a fever in your blood There's a....