Velocirapture, upon the cross like a lizard, green christ
Velocirapture
Velocirapture your tiny arms were the initial sacrifice
Velocirapture, the means become primal
Velocirapture
Lie awake for I, Velocirapture
I will not be saved Velocirapture
Kneel before the altar of the blessed carnivore
Open up your arms to me and live forever more
Embracing in the suffering, this crown upon my head
With blessings from Jurassic god, I rise up from the dead
I will not bow down to thee
Accept the penance of your blasphemy
Let go the chains and let the blood run faster
Velocirapture upon the cross like a lizard, green christ
Velocirapture your tiny arms wont heal
Velocirapture, it opens the door
Staring down from the cross like Jesus Christ
From up here I can see out the shore
With out the nails, the view would be so nice
Let it all be undone, Velocirapture's the fallen son
It could all be so nice, Velocirapture's the Lizard Christ
As the days carry on, Velocirapture's dead and gone.
Dessiderium manages to truly say something from within, giving a voice to the truly indescribable world of deep depression, loss, and grappling with an unwillingness to continue on. This one-man visionary seems to have mastered the art of putting sounds to the exact feelings he and others have experienced, creating a unique yet highly relatable soundscape of both dread and sorrow. americaneurosbmlover66613