Viscous State Songtext
von At the Graves

Matter of me flows through all of you
Form to any vessel low

Falling up into space
We′re taken away
Dulcinea will shine
On the aerie below
A beacon razes the sky
And yet unseen
Consigned to stumble in mist
Until we're washed away

Fission of hearts drains my liquid form
To the other sea far


Falling up into space
We′re taken away
Dulcinea will shine
On the aerie below
A beacon razes the sky
And yet unseen
Consigned to stumble in mist
Until we're washed away

Closed, a structure
Change forms to open it
New, the spectrum
Realize the viscous state
Hone instruction
Take heed, though all will flow
Known, a junction
Realize the viscous state

Closed, a structure
Change forms to open it
New, the spectrum
Realize the viscous state