{"version":"1.0","type":"rich","provider_name":"Audius","provider_url":"https://audius.co","title":"Ignorance Rungs by The Ark Phoenix Project • Audius","description":"Your mattress is a bed of nails\nYou never rest without a dose of pain\nThe waterfalls of your brain discharge\nTo the floor, over your bed fence\n\nYour heart is a strainer and doubts\nDig on...apple full with worms\nThe rattlesnake jogs deep inside you\nAnd your lungs hurts so long\nAs your heart hurts so long\n\nWhen you was so small\nA runt on first ignorance rungs\nThen you used to call\nMommy when the monster growled\nIt's peculiar how\nYou never see the mirrors now\nScared of having become one\n\nYour mattress is a bed of nails\nYou never rest without a dose of pain\nThe waterfalls of your brain discharge\nTo the floor over your bed fence\n\nYour heart is a strainer and doubts\nDig on...apple full with worms\nThe rattlesnake jogs deep inside you\nAnd your lungs hurts so long\nAs your heart hurts so long\n\nWhen you was so small\nA runt on first ignorance rungs\nThen you used to call\nMommy when the monster growled\nIt's peculiar how\nYou never see the mirrors now\nScared of having become one\n\nWhen you was so small\nA runt on first ignorance rungs\nThen you used to loll\nWhile you watched the TV shows\nIt's peculiar...now\nYou never watch the news\nScared of lost the few\nHumanity that remains in you\nIgnorance is the illness...you always knew\nTruth is the cure...and death is truth\n\nTraduccion Al Castellano\n\nTu colchón es una cama de clavos\nNo puedes dormir sin una dosis de dolór\nLas cascadas de tu cerebro se derraman\nEn el suelo, por encima de tu barandilla de cama\n\nTu corazón es un coladór y las dudas\ncavan en el, manzana...llena de gusanos\nLa serpiente de cascabel avisa en tu interiór\nY tus pulmones duelen desde hace mucho tiempo\nAl igual que tu corazón\n\nCuando eras tan pequeño\nUn criajo en los primeros peldaños de la ignorancia\nSolias llamar\nA mami cuando  el monstruo rugia\nEs curioso como\nAhora no ves los espejos\nCon temór de no haberte convertido en uno\n\nTu colchón es una cama de clavos\nNo puedes dormir sin una dosis de dolór\nLas cascadas de tu cerebro se derraman\nEn el suelo, por encima de tu barandilla de cama\n\nTu corazón es un coladór y las dudas\nCavan en el, manzana...llena de gusanos\nLa serpiente de cascabel avisa en tu interiór\nY tus pulmones duelen desde hace mucho tiempo\nAl igual que tu corazón\n\nCuando eras tan pequeño\nUn criajo en los primeros peldaños de la ignorancia\nSolias llamar\nA mami cuando el monstruo rugia\nEs curioso como\nAhora no ves los espejos\nCon temór de  haberte convertido en uno\n\nCuando eras tan pequeño\nUn criajo en los primeros peldaños de la ignorancia\nSolias","html":"<iframe src=\"https://audius.co/embed/track/2o9mvO6?flavor=card\" width=\"100%\" height=\"480\" allow=\"encrypted-media\" style=\"border: none;\"></iframe>","width":500,"height":480,"thumbnail_url":"https://audius-content-14.figment.io/content/baeaaaiqsebyvb6qd7zg5qrrchodi2bmrzmgpimx27x5taogzr6vh5zy64jabe/480x480.jpg","thumbnail_width":480,"thumbnail_height":480,"author_name":"The Ark Phoenix Project","author_url":"https://audius.co/Thearkphoenixproject","cache_age":3600}