Bells Dark Above Our Heads
Drones carry my body
To the top of the mountain of gods
Carrion circle the corpse
Of pale faces ears sewn shut
And poke like fingers towards the waiting sun
And I see the hole in your skull
Where your soul leaked out dead
To the top of the mountain of gods
Carrion circle the corpse
Of pale faces ears sewn shut
And poke like fingers towards the waiting sun
And I see the hole in your skull
Where your soul leaked out dead
Credits
Writer(s): Caleb Scofield, Aaron Turner, Santos Montaã±o, Nate Newton
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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Other Album Tracks
- Brain Returns to Initial State
- Bells Dark Above Our Heads
- Branch Breaker
- Radio Crackles Spill Down My Face
- Hot Salvation
- Breath Drops out in Ice and Glass
- Rape Athena
- Roar of the Forest Rose to Thunder
- Clenched Tight in the Fist of God
- ...Only Dogs Hear (Here)
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