Fax Arcana - Two Shades Of Stricken lyrics
This faith in faux alchemist antidotes for the fold...
And one can put out stars in the blink of a heart barely beating. None were ever meant to be spoken.
Every employee is a pharmacy.
This dead language is corporate jargon for our occult medicine.
Another is a poison for the white collar woe you have chosen. None were ever meant to be spoken.
This is an omen for the future sickness you will soon inherit.
This is nothing short of a drug that won't work the way you want.
But it never does.
Two shades of stricken:
1.) A weakness for what's wicked.
2.) A lethal dose of excess for which they'll never be the cure.