The Faithless Astronaut Lyrics & Chords By The Nicaea Room

Personal exile is a personal utopia. Anonymity is bliss. A faceless nirvana amidst this horde of neon-huffing human refuse. Strung out on fluorescence and pure-cut incandescence. ...read more

Severed heads dont roll quite as well as expected a perfect body bag prom queen waiting for her close up like a declawed pussy cat bleeding on my new rug that tied the room together so...read more

His hand is in your mouth. Please, bite down as hard as you can. Nothing is white about this. Nothing is white about you. You're the oil choking the shore. Make it...read more

There is no need for a written confession now. The Damage is done. I'll be damned to hell. But in this case, two wrongs make a right. It never had to turn out this way. Look...read more

Biting through tongues and foaming at the mouths. Splicing together what will not pan out. Wax works for bitter pills, yet vials and spoons seem better still. Trade all the lines that...read more