Ambrosia

No one's repaid in kind with kindness
I nice for niceties, just death for violence
Maybe I am scaring strangers
With loving soft
But to the touch, harder
I heard you could heal my wounds, clean my soul
Cure me of death, and awaken a stone
Would you kiss a statue if she was heartbroke
Maybe you will but you probably won't
Yeah, maybe you will but you probably won't

Ambrosia
I came to see you
In my dreams
Ambrosia
Your head was twisted
Little thing
Hark, Ambrosia
I came to see you
In my dreams

In clarity
The snowy, bitter
Restless thing
Your castle gleamed
Above the valley
You were waiting for me
Ambrosia
One thing's for certain
It's hunting

Bottom of the shaft
In the cold, in the casket
Send a rope down
That's all that I'm asking
Bottom of the shaft
In the cold, in the casket
Send a rope down
That's all that I'm asking

This time, Ambrosia
I give myself over to you
This total resignation didn't seem so complicated
In time
The well which harbors truth incarnate
Is boiling over
The steam swirls on the mountain
On the mountain
Castle bred, you were castle bred
So forgive the things I have said
The catacombs you stumbled on in youth
Held skinny shadows of simpler men

Snowy caps
Bury every copper latch
This time I'm gonna give myself
Over to you, over to you
Stillborn night
Sent screaming into his love first
Rarely are there pails of water
To quench the winter's thirst
Dead at last
Bury every working synapse
This time I'm gonna give myself
Over to you, over to you

Bottom of the shaft
In the cold, in the casket
Send a rope down
That's all that I'm asking
Bottom of the shaft
In the cold, in the casket
Send a rope down
That's all that I'm asking



Credits
Writer(s): Broderick Skiff
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