Track 13 from "Oxvalo."
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Lyrics:
A touch of superficial charm disarms the alarms
While velvet gloves lied and scammed to hide the hands of harm
That crept into the depths and left potholes in the wisdom
Which riled up naivety in a mind soured, yet dulled by cynicism
What looked like a paradise of connection was a stint in prison
Started off so fair and nice and kept the rotten incense hidden
A scent disregarded, sent past the nose
Has since opened up a darkened heart that was often fast to close
Softened and mass exposed to a wave of brutal elements
The manipulation was so smooth warnings were futile testaments
From the outside it looked bad in even the most neutral estimates
In the realm between ghosting and love bombing's crucial festiveness
Seduced by the slick, serpentine serenades
Every step of trust made in error aids their charades
The sweetest melodies become bullets that have blasted through
Isolated, violated, soon force-fed their acid brew
Submerged in their malevolent game, fooled by the plastic hue
Dragged into their dramas before realizing it is bad for you
In the panoramic view, seen the magnitude of their emphatic feuds
Behold the attributes and attitudes that they're fastened to
A vampiric tapestry convenes like a botched ministry
With false pretext to get within close proximity
Tricked, gaslit and guilt tripped into conflict
A toxic presence has swatches hotly notched in gossip
Thoughts, feelings, time and energy are triumphantly razed
All connections become collections of collateral, defaced
Gored through poison lore by the vulgar with no heart
Dead or bleeding they circle like vultures or like sharks
Double-crossed on a crucifix after being pillaged of uses
By a Jingwei, Brutus, Benedict, Quisling, or a Judas
The great storm's reprise, a tapeworm's disguise
A counterfeit depiction of a benevolent saint swarms the eyes
Gives the impression of a seraph with intentions so nightmarish
A garish aura for its target who is sentenced to just perish
Lost in the allure of its pure manipulation
Outside voices were ignored and couldn't cure the situation
Once partitioned, the mark's hidden and exploited in the evil lair
Sucked dry and bared all weight, ensnared in the unequal share
Feeble, scared, far removed from the means to escape venomous labyrinth
So cavernous and dark, was hard to see the circumstance as aberrant
Spine ripped, voice stolen, brainwashed, eyes rinsed
Poked, prodded, and pulverized, another trophy for the tyrants
It's dangerous to have ignorance to the singing of the sirens
At the speed of c, see from the sea, a red flag rises
Eventually the shadiest likeness burns through the blindness of closed eyelids
And torches through the iris, a mistook understanding of what that light is
Trust was bilked, plunder and snatched
While pulling the finest cutlery from your back
To recover from the spinal tap
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