Jungles
Swamp legs and the feeling of the edge
I live and die by the holy blowfly, ought to web it instead
Snake man, cut by the healing hands
I never burned on lake desire and caught your fevers instead
Aimless, with a hint of dangerous
I'll rip and tear for an equal share and I call your manners undead
Cruel hands bound by mechanical bands
We haven't heard of your god or the word and we pray to our motherland
(For greed they've come for king they'll die
Facеs of gold and eyes that shed a littlе fire
Chew through our lands and mark our stones
Out in the night we see their desecrating steps)
From the temples top to the bottom of the sea
It speaks in me
I ask for silence please
Show the way and nourish the pain and let me seek peace
Wicked in the way that you're always telling me to cease
And I'll always fear that you'll never hear all our own mysteries
Conjure me when you're feeling far away
Never forget that I died so that you could stay
I believe I can retreat now
I need an ancient sleep now
In the words of the moon
Speak the sins
Tastes of fear
Bitter fruit swallowed whole
Lines of fire in the trees
Reflect light
We raise our hands up to the sky
Dance in skulls that come knee high
When the wind whispers in our ears we lose our minds
Feel as one with blood and wine
Insects calling on divine
Clouds make way for the serpent
(Teeth and fire)
And all our lands are overrun
Aspect of dread floats on and on
Just skin and bone
I am an empty man
I'll never hold my angel's hand
Maintain the aspect of the land to keep it evermore
Under the influence of souls that keep your mind onboard
Raining rivers of blood that washes steel away
Leave it caked into the sand and watch the vipers lay
Wait all night
At sunrise
Flee, child!
From the temples top to the bottom of the sea
It speaks in me
I ask for violence please
Rivers of blood, a valley in flood, and you're so
Wicked in the way that you're always telling me to be
I can barely feel, we will never break free of these cages
Think of you, but you feel like a memory
I'm at rest 'cause I know that you're far away
Spirits, please, I'm barely breathing now
Mother! Wrap me in your earthly gown
I live and die by the holy blowfly, ought to web it instead
Snake man, cut by the healing hands
I never burned on lake desire and caught your fevers instead
Aimless, with a hint of dangerous
I'll rip and tear for an equal share and I call your manners undead
Cruel hands bound by mechanical bands
We haven't heard of your god or the word and we pray to our motherland
(For greed they've come for king they'll die
Facеs of gold and eyes that shed a littlе fire
Chew through our lands and mark our stones
Out in the night we see their desecrating steps)
From the temples top to the bottom of the sea
It speaks in me
I ask for silence please
Show the way and nourish the pain and let me seek peace
Wicked in the way that you're always telling me to cease
And I'll always fear that you'll never hear all our own mysteries
Conjure me when you're feeling far away
Never forget that I died so that you could stay
I believe I can retreat now
I need an ancient sleep now
In the words of the moon
Speak the sins
Tastes of fear
Bitter fruit swallowed whole
Lines of fire in the trees
Reflect light
We raise our hands up to the sky
Dance in skulls that come knee high
When the wind whispers in our ears we lose our minds
Feel as one with blood and wine
Insects calling on divine
Clouds make way for the serpent
(Teeth and fire)
And all our lands are overrun
Aspect of dread floats on and on
Just skin and bone
I am an empty man
I'll never hold my angel's hand
Maintain the aspect of the land to keep it evermore
Under the influence of souls that keep your mind onboard
Raining rivers of blood that washes steel away
Leave it caked into the sand and watch the vipers lay
Wait all night
At sunrise
Flee, child!
From the temples top to the bottom of the sea
It speaks in me
I ask for violence please
Rivers of blood, a valley in flood, and you're so
Wicked in the way that you're always telling me to be
I can barely feel, we will never break free of these cages
Think of you, but you feel like a memory
I'm at rest 'cause I know that you're far away
Spirits, please, I'm barely breathing now
Mother! Wrap me in your earthly gown
Credits
Writer(s): Daniel James O'brien, Galen Austin, Thomas Frayne
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