From the recordings Colorwise and Figures in the Mars Black

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Lyrics

There's the skull with the sunken jaw beady eyes and margin charred
I let him run and watch him chase but lock the door in a lonely haste

the fainter the light the more of you I find
figures in the mars black
the deeper the dark the more of you I find
figures in the mars black

I hold my breath and try to move toward the keyhole across the room
but I can't stand on my own feet without waking another beast

the fainter the light the more of you I find
figures in the mars black
the deeper the dark the more of you I find
figures in the mars black

There's a flame coming down the hall billowing smoke like a somersault
nowhere to hid so I lose my breath and put my skin to the ultimate test

the fainter the light the more of you I find
figures in the mars black
the deeper the dark the more of you I find
figures in the mars black