The Synthetic Sea-Job For A Cowboy

[ti:The Synthetic Sea] [ar:Job For A Cowboy] [al:Sun Eater] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.04]The Synthetic Sea - Job For A Cowboy [00:01.11]Written by：Anthony Sannicandro/Alan Daniel Glassman/Nick Schendzielos/Jonathan Davy [00:02.39] [00:14.00]Finding comfort in knowledge [00:15.45]Of an enthralling higher power [00:18.28] [00:20.14]My transformation catalyzed [00:22.16] [00:22.99]From our continual encounters [00:26.23] [00:26.84]As I draw breath from clouds [00:28.93] [00:29.92]Littering a synthetic sea [00:32.43] [00:33.38]I overlook how trustful we are [00:36.79]So simple so damned naive [00:39.44] [00:40.03]I beg for one's own remission [00:44.34] [00:46.71]Simultaneously teething the flesh [00:49.78]That breeds religion [00:53.05] [00:53.66]Transmitted whispers crawl into each of us [00:56.72]And birth dictating monsters [00:59.68]All creations encircling me [01:02.32] [01:02.84]Are charades and impostors [01:06.20] [01:13.86]So trustful we are [01:15.35] [01:16.19]So simple so damned naive [01:19.37] [01:20.07]All comprehension I've discovered [01:23.25]Was all concocted to deceive [01:26.04] [01:28.76]Finding comfort in knowledge [01:32.46] [01:35.33]Of an enthralling higher power [01:39.68] [01:53.21]Transmitted whispers crawl into each of us [01:56.39]And birth dictating monsters [01:59.25]All creations encircling me [02:01.76] [02:02.50]Are charades and impostors [02:05.70] [02:06.51]Transmitted whispers crawl into each of us [02:09.63]And birth dictating monsters [02:12.66]All creations encircling me [02:15.19] [02:15.98]Are charades and impostors [02:20.70] [03:01.41]So trustful we are [03:03.23] [03:03.82]So simple so damned naive [03:07.08] [03:07.82]So trustful we are [03:09.66] [03:10.25]So simple so damned naive [03:14.36] [03:53.78]Are charades and impostors [03:55.06]So trustful we are [03:56.73]So simple so damned naive [04:03.10] [04:07.00]I beg for one's own remission [04:09.25] [04:10.13]Simultaneously teething the flesh [04:11.85]That breeds religion [04:15.39] [04:20.39]I overlook how trustful we are [04:22.69] [04:23.24]So simple so damned naive [04:28.51] [04:33.62]I beg for one's own remission [04:35.81] [04:36.59]Simutaneously teething the flesh that breeds religion