FEATHER JESUS

WE ARE NOT FAMILIAR

THIS PERMANENT WHITE

TAKE THE BOYS TO SLAUGHTER

THEY'RE BURNING THEM BRIGHT

...AND LIGHTNING HITS THE WATER

MOTHER'S TOO BRIGHT

IT TURNS US INTO MONSTERS

SO IT SEVERS THE SIGHT

AND I LIVE IN THE SILENCE

FATAL IF NOT TAKEN, HOPE

I LIVE IN THE SILENCE, TO FOLLOW

FATAL IF NOT TAKEN HOME

SEA OF LIGHT IS STIRRING

AND BODIES DIE OUT

LIONS LIGHT THE FIRE

AND BURDENS ARE BOUND

THEY'RE BURNING THEM BRIGHT...

 

GOLD

GOLD EMBALM

LIFELESS

ACHE SPLINTERS, LIFELESS

LIKE GLASS

DIE IN TIME

I INVITE IT

SIMPLE LIFE, INVITING LIKE SAND

HOPE HELD GOLD

SOAKING IN BONES

HERE HE CAN BE A KING

 

URSA MINOR

SHIELD AROUND A PERFECT FANE

DOGS A MAN AND STAINS

MOMENT IS A MEMORY

LONELY, SANE AND FREE

CARRY ME TO BALI

THE BRIGHTEST LIGHT IS ME

BE THE LATEST, BE THE LAST

WAIT FOR AGE TO PASS

WAIT FOR ACHE TO PASS

 

PALIO

NEVER OUT OF REACH

YOU'RE THE MOTHER TO ME

AND IT’S NOT GREED, IT’S VICTORY

I KEEP ALL THE CHAINS BETWEEN MY TEETH

YOU RISK YOUR EYES TO RACE FOR ME

DON’T I GET USED TO WINNING?

AND AIN'T IT HEAVENLY

DON’T YOU GET USED TO LOSING?

AND AIN’T IT HEAVILY

I INVITE THE REST TO FEED

TOWARDS THE LINE OF SAFETY

I GIVE WHAT I LEARN TO NO ONE ELSE

FROM THE CIRCLE, LOSERS SPEAK

DON’T I DESERVE THE ENDING?

YOU’LL ALWAYS FIGHT FOR ME

DON’T I DESERVE THE EMPIRE?

YOU’LL ALWAYS LIE FOR ME

INSIDE THE ROPES AND WE’LL BE CALM

YOU CLOSE YOUR HEART

AND RAISE YOUR ARM

NO ONE HERE CAN LIVE FOR LONG

YOU RISK YOUR EYES FOR GLORY’S SONG

AS I CAN HEAR THE GLORY

DON’T I GET USED TO WINNING?

 

FUTURE

SNOW SINGS, MORE THAN ICE SINGS

WHEN IT MELTS

WHEN IT MELTS ON ME

GREEN WITH GREED

NORTHERN GREEN WITH ENVY,

WEAVES IN-BETWEEN LIKE SHEETS,

CREASING, RIPPLING AT THE SEAMS

AWAY FROM HOME,

SNOW SINGS MORE THAN ICE SINGS

WHEN IT MELTS ON ME

 

LEAVES

LET HIM SEE IT BURST

HE WAITS FOR YOU TO HEAR HIM SCREECH

LET IT FLICKER ON

HE WAITS FOR YOU TO HEAR HIM HEAVE

HIDE AND SEEK

TURN OFF THE TV, TURN ON THE SONG

HIDE AND SEEK

LOCK THE DOOR INSIDE

THE PAINTING OF YOUR DYING LEAVES

SHARD IS IN YOUR ARM,

IT BRINGS FORM TO YOUR FADING SHELL

COVER EVERY PART

OF MISPLACED TREASON, DESCENT

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