Weeping Hour - DRONE (bright light opiates) Lyrics

Echoes in my chamber
Bereavement of slumber
Writhing from this ringing
We've woven to our being

Saturated waves
To distract our distress
We steal silence from stillness
And beg for relief

Became a needle
For a fix
Drowned out my nature
Succumbed to it

Stability is irrelevant
Hear the hum of comparison
Integrated loneliness
Via bright light opiates

Sound on sound
On sound
An age of atonal anthems
Entitlement takes place as god

Become the Drone

You can hold me
But you can't hold my attention
Tied together
To die alone
Dilate this derelict
Give me static solace

Impede upon my silence
Disrupt me
Impede upon my silence
Corrupt me

Became a needle
For a fix
Drowned out my nature
Succumbed to it

Stability is irrelevant
Hear the hum of comparison
Integrated loneliness
Via bright light opiates

Assault our senses
Make us senseless
And deafen us with discourse

Glimpse of my thoughts
An ungracious response
To paint our portraits in blue

Folded hands
Lead to idle lives
As we seek vain symmetry

Measure my faults
Align with the drove
To drive my heart of lorn

Became a needle
For a fix
Drowned out my nature
Succumbed to it

Stability is irrelevant
Hear the hum of comparison
Integrated loneliness
Via bright light opiates

We just yearn for acceptance
Our arenas of arrogance

We run from the solace
For delusions of euphoria

Vague is my voice
In this compounding noise

Feel the Drone
Become the Drone
Feel the Drone
Become the Drone