Trap Them
Album • 2008
So, in the rivers float your modern times and alpha death decree With it's fingers locked into the scum of the shore Where the nihilist baptised a bastardized yesterday The enders ran along outside the streams waved to death and signed release forms to bottom feeds And the enders' seeds stayed behind At the homeless hills and said to themselves "The vertigo... The death threats... the funerals... They'll never end" Everyone in everyone and all we know what we hide It will fail for them it will erase for them And it will all be done in these nights The dead end deals, the bends the rulers break? Line them up and we'll see what every fucking communion can take I want us all to die with our arms wrapped around the loves of our lives And our hands wrapped around the throats Of the ones that never saw us coming "The vertigo... The death threats... the funerals... They'll never end" "The vertigo... The death threats... the funerals... They'll never end"
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send them in so we can sell the souls they've held so tight and drug them hard and knock them out so they can make it through the night we'll brand our names on security codes on crosses to bear and on unsettled homes bury all our sacred wolves and burn all fields with sacred tombs run welcome wayward sons and welcome faithless daughters father time and mother earth will fuck your skin for all its worth welcome wayward sons and welcome faithless daughters ive got your born agains right here amongst the fear of gods and they came loads all intertwined by ruthless crack in spider veins conquer-bound by candle crome run before they rip the meat from your stems and they take their turn fucking up all the beauty that youve earned on your own because they will, because they are welcome wayward sons and welcome faithless daughters father time and mother earth will fuck your skin for all it's worth welcome wayward sons and welcome faithless daughters i've got your born-agains right here amongst the fear of gods we drop our anchors attached to iron jaws of guiding lights we drop our anchors by that candle crome we drop our anchors and stand point black look into all their hungry eyes and tell them us faithless daughters and wayward sons we are coming for you wherever you are a blackened night sea of one for all that you’ve said and all you’ve done run motherfucker run
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