The Dolorvoid
Verse

The Dolorvoid

Jeremy Hurtt•

the devil is in the details

Across the concrete circleBehind the concrete TCrouched in crowded coverThe orange gets to meThe glow is growing brasherThe rising racket tellsOf something somehow stolenFrom someone somewhere else
What is this wretched chorusWhat goes into the vaultThat breaks across its surfaceMy Lord it's all our fault
The devil's in the detailsThe deluge has destroyedAnd I am on the downslideInto the DolorvoidThe film has been developedThe taker's taste is cloyedAnd I am falling fasterInto the Dolorvoid
Across the churning oceanBehind the churning talePerched upon the postureThe orange is my cellThe dent is digging deeperThe webbing weakness spreadsThrough someone somehow smilingPast something somewhere dead
What is this lasting languageWhat goes into the vaultThat knows the line's been severedMy Lord it's all our fault
The devil's in the detailsThe deluge has destroyedAnd I am on the downslideInto the DolorvoidThe film has been developedThe taker's taste is cloyedAnd I am falling fasterInto the Dolorvoid
I have stopped evolvingWhile yet I am aliveThe sun just keeps revolvingConsistent as the lies
The devil's in the detailsThe deluge has destroyedAnd I am on the downslideInto the Dolorvoid I've stared into the abyssIts stare I can't avoidAnd I am on the downslideInto the Dolorvoid I am falling fasterInto the Dolorvoid
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