Farmakon lyrics loosely of amoebas lyrics

Crave...the sound of ocean roaring



The moisture during nightime warmth 







Crave...though rather ill-disposedly



To be the director of your dreamplays



To cause awkward ecstatic awakenings



By his side, under the ghost of me 







Into the waves still rising higher



The mermaid home, wish I'd be taken there 







Like the amoeba spawns



Filling poor Rockford's cave



My brains swell sorely



When exposed to the vicinity 







The conciousness sears me



Through the necessary



Inhaling sin, sketching the moves 







Crave...the sound of ocean roaring



It was all tears mixed with sea



I'm purified by crystal showers and now



Salt tastes too mildy on my tongue 







Crave...though rather ill-disposedly



To wake the sea-nymph that remains unseen



Causing awkward ecstatic awakenings



By his side, under the ghost of me