The Tower

Pure Bathing Culture

Over matter, mind come true
All my temples turn to tombs
Darkest towers, I filled the rooms
Tiled in designs I drew

So many faces I can’t see
They’re echoing things I can’t believe

The deep ecstatic
Of darkest magic
It’s breathless tragic
A mask for madness

Envious eyes all empty pools
When the stars become your jewels

So many faces I can’t see
They’re echoing things I can’t believe
I hear the tower’s tone
Don’t tell me that I’m alone

The deep ecstatic of darkest magic
It’s breathless tragic
A mask for madness
The deep ecstatic of darkest magic
It’s breathless tragic
A mask for madness

I hear the tower’s tone
Don’t tell me I’m alone
I hear the tower’s tone
Don’t tell me I’m alone
Don’t tell me I’m alone
Alone, oh no