Inlet/Paraklesis
Angel Marcloid
[Inner Bonding: 0:00 - 0:27]
[Extreme Psychological Pain: 0:28 - 1:44]
[Verse]
Power-washing the sky
Fountains situated at the top
Existential wailing
It feels filled up but it’s not
But it seems so deep
I thought it might drain
Just oozing out
The stream falls
Never hits the ground
[Hope Light: 1:45 - 2:19]
[Outro]
Drain
Or transmute or transcend
Or whatever the fuck, man
Clean up! Wake up! Grow up! Show up!
