Crescent Moon from Cycles EP by ELMS

I know you
are just like me
need to feel that blood
between them teeth
but did you ever consider
the cost of this glamour
the hardened splendour
of the ardent spender
now that I've seen this
how could I ever go back

this want, black as the center of the crescent moon
this heart, a blind hand searching for its own doom
I could have tied myself to any stone in this damn room
but I've tied myself to you, always you

and bridled by brambles
shudder and tremble
to think of you golden
bound but emboldened
and now that I've been here
how could I ever go home
now that I've heard this
how could I ever be free

this want, black as the center of the crescent moon
this heart, a blind hand searching for its own doom
I could have tied myself to any stone in this damn room
but I've tied myself to you, always you

• Electronic
• darkwave
• synth pop
• Peterborough