Black Mold from Supernovian Remnant by Sleeping Child

Like a ghost I wander from day to day as in a dream
Considering my ambience like Alfred Hitchcock hiding in a corner

Just a little one more time
Just a little bit one more time

So breathe in that black mold
Fill your lungs until the day you fall asleep forever
Taste that black mold
Assimilate the spores to symbiosis

Why that masquerade?
Everything's a masquerade
Play your role in that big carnival you call business
Compulsive hoarding mannerism of my fellow human beings

Stuck in the middle of What?
Stuck in the middle of What?

So breathe in that black mold
Fill your lungs until the day you fall asleep forever
Taste the black mold
Assimilate the spores to symbiosis

Dirty claws scratch infective weals
Malodorous purulence flowing in streams
Anxiety always abounds
Tell me: How can we stand this anymore

Why that masquerade?
Everyone wears masquerade.
Consider my ambience
Alfred Hitchcock’s watching from the wall

So breathe in that black mold
Fill your lungs until the day you fall asleep forever
Oh sweet black mold
Come to me and thrive thrive thrive

Come to me and thrive thrive thrive
Oh oh oh oh oh oh

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