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Slime of Yesterday

from L'appel du Vide by WitchHands

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A future was lost yesterday,
easily irretrievably
Amidst grass at your feet,
memories run away from me
as slime of all my yesterdays

Slime of all my yesterdays,
Dreams and thoughts
In a hollow skull rots

No one hears screaming echoing, behind
Haunted eyes watering, at dreams that unwind

So the void calls me “hold fast to nothing,
Nothing lasts, it goes too fast, nothing can be dear”


The past always seems overcast,
by the shadow of the axe
When you relax, it slips past,
And digs and tiny grave, where our future lays

Slime of all my yesterdays,
dreams and thoughts
In a hollow skull rots

No one hears screaming echoing, behind
Hinting eyes watering, at dreams that unwind

So the void calls me “hold fast to nothing,
Nothing lasts, it goes too fast, nothing can be..."

No one hears screaming echoing, behind
Hollow eyes watering, at dreams that unwind

So the void calls me “hold fast to nothing,
Nothing lasts, it goes too fast, nothing can be free”

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from L'appel du Vide, released May 24, 2019
Music by WitchHands
Lyrics by Plath, Flint

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WitchHands Colorado Springs, Colorado

WitchHands is a Colorado based Goth Rock / Deathrock band
D-beat rhythms, melodic synths, grinding guitars, and lyrics ranging from sad poetry to nihilistic rage.

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