Ungirthed 歌词

The scent of my hands is familiar To fosterly men in their coats Who guide with their spirits from fire, fire, fire, fire Who speak with some tenderly Who speak with some tenderly coax The tinge of my eyes is familiar To fosterly men in their coats Who fiend close, close, close To their closetly homes And ruminate the walls up with ghosts Ears ring and teeth click And ears ring and teeth click And ears, ears Ears ring and teeth click And ears ring and teeth click And ears ring and teeth click And ears ring and teeth click Ears, ears ring The air is familiar The sound is not still Dead voices cover their moats They fill the cloth totes With the rustles of earth And crying, detritioning bones The dust off my knuckles, familiar To culminated piles To culminated piles of bones That shift with the earth quakes And trembles, trembles And quarriers men up to their And quarriers men up to their thrones The scent of my skin is familiar To fosterly men in their coats Who guide with their spirits from fire, fire, fire, fire Who speak with some tenderly Who speak with some tenderly coax The air is familiar The sound is not still Dead voices cover their moats They fill the cloth totes With the rustles of earth And crying, detritioning bones Ears ring and teeth click And ears ring and teeth click And ears ring and teeth click And ears ring and teeth click Ears, ears ring