The Mara Effect, Pt.2 - Spiritbox

Teeth in crumbs like sand in my mouth

Four little fingers keep pulling them out

Four little hands, they keep pulling me, pulling me down

I try to grin, I try to scream

Please say anything, the frequencies ringing it out

Where is love, are you ordinary with me now?

Meet me down in the mud

I will call on you, when there’s nothing left to say

Soon the hour will come

Look over your shoulder

There’s no need to run anymore, anymore

I know I’m easily affected

Her arms are like a serpent spinning me around

Can she see?

Lights go out, when there is nothing left to say

Soon the hour will come

Look over your shoulder

There’s no need to run anymore, anymore

Mirror me, I’m down here in the mud

This is ordinary in my suffering

There’s no cheaper thrill

It’s malevolent, can’t go unaffected

Sing to me, something sweet, threatening

You cling to me, blood of ophidian

Until me, help me, I’m crippling

You won’t sacrifice my love, meet me down in the mud