Holy Monophony - Sundials

Tell me that it hurts.

tell me you never sleep

The light is moving wrong, it lets the shadows creep

Tell me about your voice.

Tell me it’s never heard

It’s grating on the nerves

Of these friends who love you none

Opinionated sons of pack hospitality

Holy monophony

I’d love to hear the words that brought the guilt you feel

Subjugating verbs, emotional appeal

Progressively enough, further enticing your

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Again, it’s getting stuck in my head again