Clay and Ash

Ohh yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Whoa
Ohh
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah

What do you want
With my life
Fall on my sword
Beg the night

Yeah
Yeah

Forget which god said so
We are clay and ash
From the gardens row
Do we reap what
We sow

How far have we gone
Adam split his rib at dawn
Proto-gnostic-physio learning tree of paternity
Am I stuck with you forever eternity

Never early
Never late

Never early
Or late
Late
Late
Late

Even god can feel the hunger
When the ground gets cold
Hear his angels cry
With the fabrics fold

I can only shrug
When they ask for tears
To water the fields
That they harvest
Each year

Feed us fear
Feed us fear
Fuck our minds into submission
With fear



Credits
Writer(s): Mark Natale
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