• Home
  • CRITIQUE OF PURE DESIRE
  • Store
  • VIDEOS
  • ABOUT

Misconstruity

  • Home
  • CRITIQUE OF PURE DESIRE
  • Store
  • VIDEOS
  • ABOUT
0:00/???
  1. D’entre les morts
Share
D’entre les morts
by Misconstruity

Share link

Lyrics

Pull the seams and you will see the stitching of a fantasy
Tailor-made for a fool like me
As a dream adorned in flesh with backless dress of black and green
Burning up the red velveteen
Shadowing the path you traipse through yard of grave and gallery
Where a portrait holds you in reverie
Channeling her tortured soul soon you will throw your offering
Petal by petal into the sea

I’ll make you over again
Relive the dream to the end
Yes, I’ll make you over

Spiraling inside a whirl of platinum curls so ravishing
How you shower me with impassivity
Towering above our heads the trunks of redwoods in whose rings
You circle out your past life for me
As you lead me up the stairs where I don’t dare to climb to thee
I’m paralyzed as you take the leap, but . . .

I’ll make you over again
(I look up, I look down!)
Relive the dream to the end
(I look up, I look down!)
Yes, I’ll make you over

Wandering our stomping grounds until I found an understudy
Someone through whom she’ll once more breathe
Pardon me, but are you game to be remade from head to feet
Like a living mise en abyme?
Judy please, let’s dye your hair, gray formalwear is oh, so chic
Don’t you think I know what’s best for me?
Crumbling, the spell it breaks when neck of lace betrays deceit
What an apt pupil you have been

I’ve made you over again
(I look up, I look down!)
Relived the dream to the end
(I look up, I look down!)
Now that we both can ascend
(I look up, I look down!) It’s finally over

“Like if King Crimson were throwing an Eyes Wide Shut party.”

— Ryan Engley, co-host of the "Why Theory?" Podcast

misconstruity@gmail.com | © 2025 Misconstruity | All Rights Reserved

Some images ©

  • Log out