[Verse 1 Animus] Pure abstract hands recollect my ransacked plans Introspective demands are a lure Reflective command reassures my perspective Shores of collapse are respected But thoughts are neglected Mind maps more than a sentance, words lacks force and incentive Cause and effect Capture a portion of rapture Corden off sight and adapt Correcting the danger of fighting a failure and Settling back to the trap that contains you In fact can Turn to angel and saviour The best bets are beds that are made Cause flavours of pain never change Unlike their creators Being betrayed by a smile and a wave replaces your faith with a hatred Silver bones now are rust Wasted Labours of Lust [Verse 2 Animus] Misconceptions affect the attempts at perfection Mentally screaming questions of being Trusted intentions in need of completion Even the dust will reject Cause doves have chains round their necks And peace is restrained Whats left of our nature is caged Recoveries basics equate to Dropping her under We wanted forests of wonder not seas of change Wandering evils domain reveals in people what cant be erased Harm is unequally spaced in veigns of the Heart needles immitate And chances flew past my grasp, so Green Eyed Dancy means I am vastly beneath her need Reminding bones they can shine is a must To free Wasted Labours of Lust
animus, labour, veigns, dancy, unequally