Paroles de Sunrot

Bite the hand that feeds me, appease me Spite towards the knot in my stomach (ah) And when it all leads back to a Moon so tender and fresh I can't help finding fulfillment digging Carving, loathing, oh, delight Leave it out to dry The life I found seems so sanctified But my frame will take the side of it all And now I find myself here The Sun is [?] and cruel A monk on a withering idol stagger Scalding, nothing can tear me away (tear me away) I know it's such a shame Not hard to find, a darkness to shine Heads splitting incline, ooh Shameful killing my time (Oh) Heat rising, I didn't even come close Sun rotting, I've never felt more at home In this deafening high, ooh Rearranging my luck In jagged lines So apathetic, to vivid desires that pass me by Guilty and glorified Why should I have to dignify?