Twisted and grey. So twisted and grey. Twisted in solace. So wicked
unsaved. so twisted and sullen. So evil unsaved. So twisted and grey.
Wasted and sullen, what can I drink? Blind and insane, weighed by the
heat. Twisted in solace, paradise speaks. Crushed by the sun, begging
near the water's edge. Hold here my son. You can be saved. No need to
die.

Take my hand. Drink from, the sand, quench your thirst. The sun
bleached his bones. So take my hand. Drink from, the sand. Quench your
thirst. The sun, bleached his bones. No life inside. The grains tore
out his eyes. Quench their thirst. He crawled and writhed, his thirst,
still alive. The sun, bleached your bones.

Sand painted souls, patience to sate lost control. Our frail bodies
writhe. Conscious sensations aligned. Patience that we all have
inside. Don't shy away. Patience, grains of sand and salt. Patience
sees us all die away. Just wait and see.


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Watermouth/Mirage song meanings
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