Swampblood

Way down in Toxarcana, I was ten years old
In a fever dream, dark night of the soul
Well, it 'twas brillig and the slithey toves
I bid the world goodbye by the dead bog oaks

Drop down in the swampblood
Drop down in blood
I'm washed in the swampblood
I'm washed in the blood
Hey

Well, dusty bibles lead to a dirty south
He's sitting with a toadstool rotting in his mouth
In a clearing where the bras hang down from the trees
He's capping a coffee can full of teeth

Drop down in the swampblood
Drop down in blood
I'm washed in the swampblood
I'm washed in the blood
Hey

Down Doom Chapel Road, past his great grandma
She says turn them loose, or I'll call the law
He says there's no testimony without the test
What we do with our own is our own damn business

Drop down in the swampblood
Drop down in blood
I'm washed in the swampblood
I'm washed in the blood

Drop down in the swampblood
Drop down in blood
I'm washed in the swampblood
I'm washed in the blood



Credits
Writer(s): Joshua Devan Wilkes
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