Euclidean Sunrise letra

It's a greeting day from the morning Sun as the moss grows into light
Caving in the averages of time
It's a beautiful lackadaisical ethic from my barren mind
I'm running out of time

The feelings brought from the distant trumpets
Separate into the pulsing summints
A mind
Covered in this grime

The language brought from the distant trumpets carved into my spine
Don't know to go when they so might

No Signal - Letras

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• Aphelion
• C&B
• Cloud 1
• Departing
• Distorted Reality
• Embers
• entropele
• Euclidean Sunrise
• Grey Sun
• Jane
• Kiri
• Kope
• Liminal
• P S D
• Phosphenes
• Prelude
• Seat Of Dreams
• Shadow People
• Stranger
• Stranger Danger
• Tantrum
• The Let Down
• The Trap
• Transition A
• Vanished
• Venus