At the Well-Neurosis

[ti:At the Well] [ar:Neurosis] [al:Honor Found In Decay] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]At the Well - Neurosis [00:01.66] [00:02.87]This is no soil to forgive [00:17.92]The blaze of a Helios sky [00:33.18]Rage will blossom into iron; [00:47.24]Blind as a worm in the earth [00:58.61] [01:04.74]Our pain will rise [01:19.34]And breathe a new dawn [01:35.89]When the illusion clears [01:52.21]All we are is blood [02:03.58] [02:08.46]We gnaw and pull at the root; [02:25.90]A starved beast with the mind of a fool [02:43.46]Skin stretched over bone cannot hide [03:03.77]The way we are bleeding inside [03:14.27] [03:25.60]Beyond vision beats the drum [03:40.93]Blood makes no excuse [03:53.06]The one eyed all become kings [04:04.10]While shadows creep from dark holes [04:17.41] [05:00.81]A taste of acidic bitter [05:06.93] [05:12.99]Burns the voice out of the skull [05:32.19]Smoke from a gaping wound; [05:43.83]Spirit already flown [05:54.20] [06:33.19]Views eternal from a sunken eye [06:41.37]Over a bridge of spectral light [06:48.31]Winds wither rake and weather [06:58.22]Prophecy flows in whispers [07:01.69] [07:03.93]In a shadow world [07:07.31] [08:16.28]We hide in light [08:17.09] [08:34.98]