The Culmen of Goblins Lyrics

Glinted through the innermost memories
as a star that shone bright not,
for the hours spent and the days which passed
left only bittersweet moments
in a mouth full of coffee and sugar.

Flogging through the brain,
then murders the heart.
It is grit that is needed for the eye
to get used to this blood scenery.

Shuffling out so unwilling of habitualness closures.
So used to the warmth of this love,
so sad to see this ending once again,
emotionally bankrupt with intestinal breath,
slung from the passionate wishes (proven so fake),
sordid and desert!

I heard you droning the sounds of human decay.
A trance and a silence is all you can offer.
I saw your face cockling
for the futile trips of your substance completeness;
Though, even a smile as insatiable as yours
gave me hopes.