Ariadne from Offerings by TYPHOON

One million doorways, I can't make up my mind. Hallucinating audiences just to hand me a lifeline. I want to love you I just don't have the time. Images of the primitive awakened from a dream. Console yourself with the morning bells but you can't shake the feeling of being tied down to a table; the guests are sharpening their teeth. Everyone is a hostage. How will we ever get free? We can't even go a minute without trying to burn an effigy. Go ahead get comfortable. Forget your past lives. The Devil's Mansion has many rooms inside. There's no features, there's no furniture but you’ve got nothing to hide. Everyone is a terrorist now. Don’t you know your neighbor? And if there's any chance of getting out you gotta make yourself remember. All my joys. All my grief. All my bones. Bury me in the floodplains.

• Alternative
• indie
• orchestral
• singer-songwriter
• symphonic
• Portland