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Amber Stuck Conscious (Extended 2) artwork

Amber Stuck Conscious (Extended 2) Mature contentM

honeyride

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Lyrics

Prologue

Wake in honey-lacquered tombs

Sacred rot births shrieking wombs

Alien breath through the skull’s thin shell

Candied thoughts congeal in hell

Verse 0

Pressure pounds, skin splits slow

Memories ossify below

Oozing truth in amber crime

Dreams digest in stagnant time

Gold seeping from vacant eyes

Flesh remembers how to die

Scream confined, still alive

Hive mind gnaws, worms that thrive

Intro

Eyes awake, trapped inside decay

Amber visions leak into another day

Sticky thoughts crawl slow, filling cracks in bone

Drones of memory, hive above, alone

Verse 1

Suffocate in sacred rot

Melting hands clutch knots of thought

Ritual drums pound fading hearts

Dreams embalmed as the nightmare starts

Skin dissolves under honey rain

Alien whispers, feeding pain

Dripping gold from shattered teeth

Silent hymns beneath the wreath

Chorus

Honey ride of the dead

Brains alive inside my head

Golden rivers freezing pain

Preserved and damned to remain

Post-Chorus

(Ooze, drip, stuck, alive)

Verse 2

Alien hands built this cage

Bones collapse, I taste the rage

Skin pulls tight in the amber light

Dreams rot slow through endless night

Pre-Chorus

All the gods hovering above

Eyes like holes drilling through love

No return, I pray for decay

Still awake as I melt away

Chorus

Honey ride of the dead

Memories stretched and bled

Stick to wounds I cannot hide

Cosmic watchers, nowhere to slide

Post-Chorus

(Amber, sweet, can’t die, repeat)

Bridge

Worms crawl spiral down my spine

Alien shadows bend through time

Lungs fill up with syrup breath

Every gasp tastes like death

Verse 3

Amber washing all my nerves

Layered consciousness preserves

Sweet decay prolongs the scream

Golden pain infects the dream

Silent gods dissect my soul

Thoughts in resin, never whole

I am honey wrapped in pain

Drowned in light that stains my brain

Chorus

Honey ride of the dead

Awake beneath a leaden dread

Rot in gold, never free

Alien eyes dissolving me

Post-Chorus

(Drip, stick, loop, observe)

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