Between the Buried and Me
life in velvet
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Fresh air grips me
Rolling hills on far
The smell of the living. Awakens all I am
Lift my limbs to focus
Beauty is in sight
The hours I cherished are now false
My last exhale is purple smoke
Knees crash down on velvet robes
Dark worlds engrossing
Our sun is sleeping
- Album:
- Coma Ecliptic
- The Parallax II: Future Sequence
- The Parallax: Hypersleep Dialogues (EP)
- The Great Misdirect
- Miscellaneous
- The Silent Circus
- A Storm of Metal
- Future Sequence: Live at the Fidelitorium
- Victory Records Label Sampler
- Best of Between the Buried and Me
- Colors_Live
- Colors
- The Best of Between the Buried and Me
- Between the Buried and Me
- Dead and Dreaming: An Indie Tribute to Counting Crows
- Victory Records Sampler
- Rock Sound: Music With Attitude, Volume 56
- Victory Records Sampler 2004
- Alaska
- Metal Hammer: Victory Records