Testi:
Cannae

As seen before in a dream I awaken to the sound of the door The eyes of a woman Capture all movement And infect me with a nervous quiver No words spoken

Nights I lay awake hopelessly thinking of this place. The more I think, the less I want to know. It seemed like before this never used to happen. I

Split between choiced, you bleach your thoughts with stories of false prophecy. Unorthodox methods of self religion, decayed and edge-burned portraits

We have gambled with the cards The cards that have been dealt to us But who knows how long the chips will last When I look back to see through Can see

Today is the day to throw Away what's left inside Gather all the things that The things that still preside We have to choose our sides though Though

Troubleshooting death, it lets you find what makes you want more. Stay alive for ten minutes, then die in five. A minute never seemed so long when sitting

Subject to liability you say, well at least it was worth it to see your head sliced in half like a tomato. Roots sewn by your blood and then nurtured

Standing with a slight slant, the head seemed to be twisted on just right. Collared shirt and tie. presentable to who, I don't know. A smile stretched

The finest minds never think alike Always a conflict of interest Behold they come together as one It's a revolution that has started We nurture buried