Sancta Simplicitas Cover [Original by En] // Feat. Miyamai Moca

she sancta on my simplicitas till i get MANY MIND-RENDING LOBOTOMIES i fell in love with the original sancta simplicitas the moment i first listened to it, i vividly remember asking en to give me the lore for Cornerstone the same day and IMMEDIATELY becoming ill about him LOL i luv this gay little freak being friends with the ppl whose music u rlly like is awesome bc i got to ask en for the stem and do my own take on the mix and master for this song :D i had a LOT of fun doing so i feel like it rlly got me to focus in on and develop my listening skills ofc PLEASE b sure to check out the original and PLEASE go support en bc they also did the art for this pv!!! their works is so fuckign AWESOME we got two back-to-bag en BANGERS on this channel :3 [ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TIWS7EWE_NQ ] u can check out my other links and stuff over here [ https://camovocaaa.carrd.co/ ] ------ [Lyrics] Arise, told I to abstract each verse, read between the lines Writing condign, irony and gold, ties whole and divine Stepping stone esprit, a born devotee I'll picture my halo underneath the oak tree Gratuitous familiarity, till shadows plead “inductee!” Each name a lamb destined for the slaughter For the slaughter, for the slaughter Best yield that stare that you've barred the other Barred the other, barred the other Our Father, know that I am pure We've laid my conscience in the forge Why, I am built to be adored And confined thy Judas to paintings forevermore Answer to your every word I’m the perfect soldier, your bidding is scripture No, love is sin that I've forsworn We'll count down my heartbeat, presiding from holy ward Psyche sought respite, animus sancti Now, knight another pawn the bishop foresees Breathe the sin of originality Let their eyes fade as per decree This judgement comes by the axe of saviours Axe of saviours, axe of saviours Assimilate out that exhumed nature Exhumed nature, exhumed nature Daresay, Father, know that I am pure They've torn out my pretense, I can't be restored Why, I am built to be ordered I'm one of a kind to expend at your word Errant fervour can be cured Count back and that disdain begins at the core I promise that I can’t deplore A rekindled pyre, let it smother out the source Arise, told I to abstract each verse, read between the lines Writing condign, I watched as the mirror left my sight Oh, Father, know that I am pure He’s buried my heartbeat within the floor Why, I am built to be abhorred In monochrome vision, I’ve not been before Waxing wings have since been worn Oh, pray that the limelight shall melt my encore The pillars remain as before Now count down the bodies my hands have turned salvor --- MP3: https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1kyoji_C7JtCmi3vIETFnO8-BO5iNN7pe?usp=drive_link Inst: https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1Mq6UZAJMy_txX_rx2F0bQJtJbOhwt9Lx?usp=drive_link SVP: https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1ansSFTiYj9rInRwqhf_oLvq_xEE2RJPU?usp=drive_link