Geoffrey Landers - Stan Is Lowe Lyrics

As lucid in action as falling from a structure
We're trapped in corners, spread out like a web
Time is nothing flooded into darkness
Silence in grips, nowhere to land

Running in circles, losing direction
Principal theories outline the edge
Everything is all opened up wide and red... stinking

Stanislowe

There are no waves in my dreams
There's no place to be

Residents disfigured lying in aisles, in the clutches
And I do see it all the time
Yes I do see it

Then bad ambitions for the free world change shapes
Another empire crumbles into ashes
A classic struggle between the masses
An ending with none