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Everything’s all black and white
Shades of grey in-between
Recollections of foreign sites
Caught inside madman’s dreams
I’d do anything to hear the voice graveling off in capitals
Not veer into the void, his eye sockets are impractical
The hallway always extended
Nothing quite seems to scale
Laws of physics here are bending
Hear the books write themselves
I’d do anything to hear the voice graveling off in capitals
Not veer into the void, his eye sockets are impractical
Mimicking is not creation
It’s a flawed artistic expression
Lungs deflate, know your station
And inside your cloak is sharpened perfection
I’d do anything to hear the voice graveling off in capitals
Not veer into the void, his eye sockets are impractical
A horse touches down beside your bed
Keep remembering things that haven’t happened yet
There’s no release even when you’re dead
Until he severs the mortal thread
Entire galaxies float in blue eyes
Where something mysteriously lies
I’d do anything hear the voice graveling off in capitals
Not accept the forces choice of permanent sabbatical
Shades of grey in-between
Recollections of foreign sites
Caught inside madman’s dreams
I’d do anything to hear the voice graveling off in capitals
Not veer into the void, his eye sockets are impractical
The hallway always extended
Nothing quite seems to scale
Laws of physics here are bending
Hear the books write themselves
I’d do anything to hear the voice graveling off in capitals
Not veer into the void, his eye sockets are impractical
Mimicking is not creation
It’s a flawed artistic expression
Lungs deflate, know your station
And inside your cloak is sharpened perfection
I’d do anything to hear the voice graveling off in capitals
Not veer into the void, his eye sockets are impractical
A horse touches down beside your bed
Keep remembering things that haven’t happened yet
There’s no release even when you’re dead
Until he severs the mortal thread
Entire galaxies float in blue eyes
Where something mysteriously lies
I’d do anything hear the voice graveling off in capitals
Not accept the forces choice of permanent sabbatical
Lyrics submitted by soapboxracer
Death's Domain Lyrics as written by T. Bass
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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A thought just occured to me. I found the phrase "death to death" to be kind of paradoxical. If you become a vampire, you basically "killed" Death because you are now immortal. The vampire is kind of tired of life, he "died" once already so he technically can't die again. In other words his state of "death" cannot be ended. He's dead yet alive at the same time.