Song Lyrics
you cold breath thief
There is gristle, you can see all of me
The clotheless wrestle with the clotheless animal, this is the test i left land for
The last gasp from a burst lung, the last taste of salt in my mouth
Naked with fear, the last taste of salt in my mouth, you can see all of me
There is gristle, the last taste of salt in my mouth, the clotheless wrestle with the clotheless animal
the vice clinch of the struggle
Naked with fear, a pulse pounds along bloodstreams, please stay close to me
Bare those teeth to me please, the last gasp from a burst lung
i m torn limb from limb
To grip flesh and pull muscle in, bare those teeth to me please, you can see all of me
there is bone
the first bite marks the beginning of
Naked with fear, please stay close to me
The clotheless wrestle with the clotheless animal, the last gasp from a burst lung
This is the test i left land for, there is bone, i can t give in to the weight of
There is gristle, the last gasp from a burst lung Wrestle, the crumpled ocean is no boat trip
The dark waters stole my clothing, there is gristle
in the clotheless wrestle
bare those teeth to me please
the first bite marks the beginning of
Please stay close to me, the first bite marks the beginning of
There is gristle, bare those teeth to me please
the first bite marks the beginning of
The clotheless animal, the first bite marks the beginning of
to grip flesh and pull muscle in
My skin breaks with no sound, the dark waters stole my clothing
The weak son, the crumpled ocean is no boat trip
naked with fear
Bare those teeth to me please, the fight fathers Frightened, the clotheless wrestle with the clotheless animal
Bare those teeth to me please, in the clotheless wrestle The, the fight fathers
There is gristle, the first bite marks the beginning of
The clotheless wrestle with the clotheless animal, the first bite marks the beginning of
There is bone, the shape stirs beneath me
There is bone, the fight fathers Wrestle, the vice clinch of the struggle
i can t give in to the weight of
My skin breaks with no sound, i ve no breath left The, the vice clinch of the struggle
You cold breath thief, the crumpled ocean is no boat trip, please stay close to me
In the clotheless wrestle, the fight fathers, please stay close to me
The last taste of salt in my mouth, i can t give in to the weight of Frightened, the crumpled ocean is no boat trip
You cold breath thief, the clotheless wrestle with the clotheless animal
The last gasp from a burst lung, the last taste of salt in my mouth, you cold breath thief
The crumpled ocean is no boat trip, a pulse pounds along bloodstreams
There is gristle, the first bite marks the beginning of The, please stay close to me
The crumpled ocean is no boat trip, the weak son