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Foreign Hands - God Under Fingernails - Official Music Video
WARNING: This video contains flashing lights / images which may trigger seizures for those with epilepsy or other similar conditions.
'What's Left Unsaid' Out June 21
DIRECTED AND EDITED BY: JOSHUA BOERUM-RUHL
FILMED BY JOSHUA BOERUM-RUHL, BENJAMIN BOERUM-RUHL & MALAICI COLLINS
content to be nothing, no desires or wishes. static dreams, displeasure.
an empty corpse,
the imposing sky,
bound to fall from dead weight. forget it all,
the lucid noise,
as bleak as a cold day in hell.
your life of purpose, haloed glamor.
rip off your fingernails, your life of purpose, haloed glamor.
forget it all.
forget the shade of your warmth, or the taste of despisal.
we thought ourselves immortal, indifferent to none.
shadows cast on the sun,
art left behind on dead masters.
god under fingernails,
dirt of humanity.
carve out the purity
from someone else’s dream.
forget it all.
an empty corpse, the imposing sky, life long lost, from lucid noise.
angels of stone mourn,
as love dies by foreign hands.
in someone else’s dream, angels of stone mourn,
as love dies by foreign hands.
WARNING: This video contains flashing lights / images which may trigger seizures for those with epilepsy or other similar conditions.
'What's Left Unsaid' Out June 21
DIRECTED AND EDITED BY: JOSHUA BOERUM-RUHL
FILMED BY JOSHUA BOERUM-RUHL, BENJAMIN BOERUM-RUHL & MALAICI COLLINS
content to be nothing, no desires or wishes. static dreams, displeasure.
an empty corpse,
the imposing sky,
bound to fall from dead weight. forget it all,
the lucid noise,
as bleak as a cold day in hell.
your life of purpose, haloed glamor.
rip off your fingernails, your life of purpose, haloed glamor.
forget it all.
forget the shade of your warmth, or the taste of despisal.
we thought ourselves immortal, indifferent to none.
shadows cast on the sun,
art left behind on dead masters.
god under fingernails,
dirt of humanity.
carve out the purity
from someone else’s dream.
forget it all.
an empty corpse, the imposing sky, life long lost, from lucid noise.
angels of stone mourn,
as love dies by foreign hands.
in someone else’s dream, angels of stone mourn,
as love dies by foreign hands.
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