In the swamp, a stranger lurks
And “We are gone,” said Father Sun.
Oh my mother, where’s my brother?
Where’s my brother? Where’s he gone?
Oh my mother, where’s my brother?
Chained to our coffins,
in the sea is where we belong
Drowned in our coffins,
Damn, these lucid dreams.
They feel so wrong.
Wine stained teeth with a smoke in my hands,
I fear my god I’ve lost your hand.
Taste of taint on the back of my tongue,
I fear my god I’ve lost your hand.
I fear my god I’ve lost your hand!
Chained to our coffins,
In the sea is where we belong
Drowned in our coffins,
Damn, these lucid dreams.
They feel so wrong.
Chained to our coffins,
In the sea is where we belong
Drowned in our coffins,
Damn, these lucid dreams.
They feel so wrong.
credits
from demo,
track released October 18, 2012
released October 18, 2012
Drums by Taylor Fulton. Tracked, Mixed/Mastered by Lucas Warren.
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