[Verse 1: Animus]

Pure abstract hands recollect my ransacked plans
Introspective demands are a lure
Reflective command reassures my perspective
Shores of collapse are respected
But thoughts are neglected
Mind maps more than a sentance, words lacks force and incentive
Cause an(d) effect
Capture a portion of rapture
Corden off sight and adapt
Correcting the danger of fighting a failure and
Settling back to the trap that contains you
In fact can
Turn to angel and saviour
The best bets are beds that are made
Cause flavours of pain never change
Unlike their creators
Being betrayed by a smile and a wave replaces your faith with a hatred
Silver bones now are rust
Wasted Labours of Lust

[Verse 2: Animus]

Misconceptions affect the attempts at perfection
Mentally screaming questions of being
Trusted intention's in need of completion
Even the dust will reject
Cause doves have chains round their necks
And peace is restrained
Whats left of our nature is caged
Recoveries basics equate to
Dropping her under
We wanted forests of wonder not seas of change
Wandering evils domain reveals in people what can't be erased
Harm is unequally spaced in veigns of the
Heart needles immitate
And chances flew past my grasp, so
Green Eyed Dancy means
I am vastly beneath her need
Reminding bones they can shine is a must
To free
Wasted Labours of Lust