Belcarra - Spiritbox

Touch the shell

Only traces remain like a strain on the bed post

Where I lay, chamber fades

Second stage, I am tied to this venom

I feel it compressing

They call it a blessing, I call it my grave

I latched to a heart so clinical

I was alive to fight

It feels unnecessary

Pressure is a mortuary

I lost static like a ritual

I was alive to fight

It feels unnecessary

Pressure is a mortuary

I feel it compressing

They call it a blessing, I call it my grave

I feel a darkness

Survive off my beating heart

I was alive when the sun went down

I was alive when the sun went down

I feel a darkness

Survive off my beating heart

I was alive when the sun went down

I was alive when the sun went down

And when you’re touching a lie, are you thinking of me?

I know I’m scratching a lie, and I’m finding a thief

I was alive when the sun went down

I was alive when the sun went down

I was alive

All the lies, all the shame

Cleanliness washed away

Chamber fades in this venom too late

For once I was alive

I was alive, I was alive

I was alive

I latched to a heart so clinical

I was alive to fight

It feels unnecessary

Pressure is a mortuary

I lost static like a ritual

I was alive to fight

It feels unnecessary

Pressure is a mortuary

I feel it compressing

They call it a blessing, I call it a grave