[Lyrics by Czral and Kvohst]
The statues are tilted
In priest-like poses
They're moving their arms
In rhythmical dreams
Possession is the medicine
For the tainted blurred within
Lined up on pedestals
In pestilent postures
Possession is the medicine
For the tainted words whim
Imprisoned in spine
Tending lights in the tunnels
Speaking in tongues
Shining in spasms
The invisible presence
And his toxic torrents
The clocks have all slowed
To the sound of howling throats
Acrid fumes on the horned horizon
Altars stained with blood
Cutting off thrones to spite the face
All phantoms underground
Walk with me now
Possession is the medicine!
Memorial wolds of fanaticism
Medicate the worship within
Nefarious roads of old omens
The overpowering will
Disturbance in the root of the self
A loose thread reveals
In too deep to turn back now
Just a spoonful of hate
Helps the medicine go down!
Possession is the medicine!
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[Lyrics by Czral and Kvohst]
The statues are tilted
In priest-like poses
They're moving their arms
In rhythmical dreams
Possession is the medicine
For the tainted blurred within
Lined up on pedestals
In pestilent postures
Possession is the medicine
For the tainted words whim
Imprisoned in spine
Tending lights in the tunnels
Speaking in tongues
Shining in spasms
The invisible presence
And his toxic torrents
The clocks have all slowed
To the sound of howling throats
Acrid fumes on the horned horizon
Altars stained with blood
Cutting off thrones to spite the face
All phantoms underground
Walk with me now
Possession is the medicine!
Memorial wolds of fanaticism
Medicate the worship within
Nefarious roads of old omens
The overpowering will
Disturbance in the root of the self
A loose thread reveals
In too deep to turn back now
Just a spoonful of hate
Helps the medicine go down!
Possession is the medicine!
The statues are tilted
In priest-like poses
They're moving their arms
In rhythmical dreams
Possession is the medicine
For the tainted blurred within
Lined up on pedestals
In pestilent postures
Possession is the medicine
For the tainted words whim
Imprisoned in spine
Tending lights in the tunnels
Speaking in tongues
Shining in spasms
The invisible presence
And his toxic torrents
The clocks have all slowed
To the sound of howling throats
Acrid fumes on the horned horizon
Altars stained with blood
Cutting off thrones to spite the face
All phantoms underground
Walk with me now
Possession is the medicine!
Memorial wolds of fanaticism
Medicate the worship within
Nefarious roads of old omens
The overpowering will
Disturbance in the root of the self
A loose thread reveals
In too deep to turn back now
Just a spoonful of hate
Helps the medicine go down!
Possession is the medicine!