Mountain Fever - Subterranean Masquerade

Since the rain is over

Words displaced And thoughts distilled

Circles at the doorway

To elevate these bars of steel

I am going nowhere

Honestly, I can’t move on

Rebelled all the devil’s whim

Some kind of a holy man

The guilt of aspirations led me falsely to your loving arms

«Better safe than sorry» — I’m past beyond forgiveness

Sugar coated white washed wreckage — ghostly lost its charms

The things you know

The things you don’t know

Promise me you’ll heal

Cur this mountain fever

Cleans me of this danger

Kill me if you must

Promise me you will

Gut out every hunger

Pound out every thunder

Mend my self disgust

Promise me you’ll heal

Cure this mountain fever

Cleanse me of this danger

Kill me if you must

Promise me you will

Gut out every hunger

Pound out every thunder

Mend my self disgust

Our love was a placebo

Our love is a placebo