It is written in the book of the dead That our empty vessels must be refunded Though the ground is shy We feed the sky And what the vultures leave is ground into bread For the crows and the hawks and the beasts Body-breakers dismantle the humans For tonight the raptors feast
Feed the sky Feed the sky Feed the sky Feed the sky
Levity to send me on my way Donʼt despair iʼm not me now anyway Piece by piece Iʼm honoured in this grisly display
Thereʼs ink in the sun as the wake of the vultures descend The air is thick with scavengers A frenzied feast upon these flesh-covered mountains You are gone and now your shell will be consumed
We will not fear death We will fuel, we will fuel these creatures with our flesh There are journeys yet
You may honour the sky with your meat and bones But it was never yours You are nothing without your immortal soul I just hope that it's realTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
