Comaduster The Retracer
[Verse 1]
(Do you want) Do you want to see the root of the end?
There's a part of you in the strands you choose
A path you've left
To retain what's you through the rot and truths
All are intertwined
[Verse 2]
Slim chances to infect their
Cracking, fragmented, entropic
Lonely, droning
Recursive draining deaths, their strands will feed the end of ends
(Recursive error, recursive error, recursive error)
Frays of my strands will retrace what's left of you