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Bait

from Awake The Fields by Stoyka

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It shivers, grows and expands.
My inner ghost has a void instead of stomach.
Swallow the pil, he says.
Well, he's so right sometimes, so wrong sometimes,
so fucking right it feels to float for a while to the pit.

I'm getting tired of all these shiny lures they offer.
I think I'll throw them away.
What a shame, they were so beautiful, miserably made.

It breaks me, feeling alive,
brings bitter notes to my tongue that chokes in sugar.
How wide is the gap to fill?
They add a bit of bile so it feels real,
but in the final stage a cold machine gives it thrill.

I'm getting tired of all these shiny lures they offer.
I think I'll throw them away.
What a shame, they were so beautiful, miserably made.

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from Awake The Fields, released April 9, 2021
Música original de Stoyka.
Grabado en los Estudios Dopplermedia de Alcovendas, Madrid.
Producido por Álvaro Souza.
Masterizado en Ultramarinos Mastering, Barcelona.

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