Whaler Lyrics

VOLA
Glitch in my hand
I'm determined to withstand
Cause overgrown
Infiltrating baritone

Black mountain dew
from my temper, for my truth
Tall apogee,
I'm a**embled, finally

Save the part you wrote
I want to escape night
All my emptiness should wither in famed light
Save the part
below my scenario
Save the part
below my dissolving eyes and bones.

This is the grand borderline
(Whaler)
I'm losing my grip every time
(Whaler)