Scoma Lyrics

Penal Colony Scoma

I'm missing
The hole
Where the day stopped
I'm running
From the light
From the street

The past unfolds in droves and unwinds
Keeping in the mold
A blindside
Forayed into eyes as black as tar

Ducking the scoma

I'm kissing
The ground
Under brown fog
I stumbled
To your arms
To be freed

Propped me up to be stung by their darts
I never considered prejudice
The unknown turned to hatred in the click of a sigh

Ducking the scoma

I'm handcuffed in revulsion
Turned away
And I'm fighting
The need
To relapse

Propped me up to be stung by their darts
I never considered prejudice
The unknown turned to hatred in the click
Of a sigh

Ducking the scoma