This is the first song we finished recording. It's a rough, home recording, but it's still a fairly good showcase of our style.
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Story behind the song
This song started off in the last incarnation of Ethereal, only it had a completely different feel to it than it does now that there are more competant musicians playing the music.
Lyrics
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Soft petals of the flower
Fall from the bloom
Ever closer by the hour
Since entering the womb
What dreams may come
That shield the mind like a blister
That pops when awake to leave the skin raw
Just pour in the salt
And slip again into another
Trip again into another
Just slip again into another
Into another
One more rem cycle
I feel like I’ve been wrongly sold
To this world of anger and frustrations
In my song book, I write blood, sweat and tears
But you reach Top 40 in one fucking gear
A prostitute to the destitute
Of emotions, devotions, and the all-around
I hope that I do not remove my skin
To reveal that I have become one of them
Inside it cowers, the hours of ours, and becomes meaningless
What dreams may come
That shield the mind like a blister
That pops when awake to leave the skin raw
Just pour in the salt
And slip again into another
Trip again into another
Just slip again into another
Into another
One more rem cycle
