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Off the album 'Iridescent', available everywhere — __ They're gonna come for us... to make us pure as bleach and permanent; sterile as the sheets under watchful filaments that won’t go out, and if you felt a flickering that was just my doubt. I found no space for faith between the rise and fall of your heart on LCD’s. Formaldehyde, I’m dying inside - once brave now petrified. We watched the veil descend again as wires were grafted into your skin. Intubated, you spoke with your eyes. The burning stare that kept me alive now calls to me - to let you collapse. I brace for the end as we fade to black. When the hospital dissolves and every storm reaches resolve, I’ll find you there, past the fog: Iridescent. As the moon waved her goodbyes I saw you in a thousand lights. Eternity, in a moment: Iridescent. So pull me back through the nightmare. I’d rather be fragile than forever alone. So pull me back through the nightmare. I'd
