Erebus - Elepharmers

Erebus
Elepharmers 2016

Erebus (Instrumental)

Spiders

Heavy thoughts eating up my brain

I got spiders into my head

Cold shivers down my spine

I am drowning in my bed

Like a fly caught in a web

I’m a train gone off its rail

When the spiders eat my brain

I feel naked in the rain

Don’t follow me, don’t ask to me

I have lost my mind far away from here

Don’t trust in me, run away from me

I’m not that kind of guy that you’d like me to be

Cannibal Supernova

I see you dancing like a gipsy

Shining brightly like a star

All those dudes wheelin’ around you

Just like flies around a light

Now my world starts dancing around you

And I’m sliding down the floor

I think I’m drowning in a bottle

While my eyes are watching you

Shine

The River

Day by day, hour by hour

My life sinks down in a lie

Step by step, hanging around

I dig my hole in the ground

I hear voices calling me

They’re chasing me through the fog

I try to run away from here

But I can’t find my way home

One by one false friends are betraying me

The dogs are showing their teeth

Naked hands and cracked skin

I dig my hole in the ground

Slow slow slow the river flows

The poison runs through my veins

Slow slow slow the river flows

We’re waiting for the rain

I’m drowning in these troubled waters

Sinking down into the deep

I feel my bones become heavier

And the river is dragging me down

Lost souls are twisting around me

They’re twisting into the flow

Cold hands are grabbing my ankles

I’m trying to swim to survive

Of mud and straw

Slow sunset of a long summer

Childhood’s end left a trace on my face

But my soul still plays here

An old woman sits in front of her house

Those walls made of mud and straw

Endure through the years standing still

Behind this uplands the cradle of my world

I search for a shelter to clean my wounds

‘Cause these walls made of mud and straw still stand

We stay here, we still stand

We belong to this place, to these dry fields

We stay here, we carry on

We belong to this land, to this mud and straw

We stay here, we survive

Now the barley grows, and the storm has passed

Deneb