Drawn to an early grave by Choir (Sg) Lyrics
Promenade crawling
Slithering blind parade
A thunderstorm inebriates
Accolades wall hunged
Symphonies rumbles – faded
Timpani thunders – jaded
A sweetness turned sour
Honeycomb, the evocation wails (of mire)
Calamity besought
Inanimate heirloom
Downwards gaze sludgerot
Accolade wall hunged
Symphonies crumbles, – hurt
Timpani hushes – inert
In granite, in salt buried
In drought, in the mire
In a shallow grave
Dry blood is the yield of our orchard
Its fruit inherited by tarnished
In sulfur, in decay, and still
Brittlе soil the womb of the children
Its fruit dеvoured by tarnished
In sulfur, in decay, and still
Slithering blind parade
A thunderstorm inebriates
Accolades wall hunged
Symphonies rumbles – faded
Timpani thunders – jaded
A sweetness turned sour
Honeycomb, the evocation wails (of mire)
Calamity besought
Inanimate heirloom
Downwards gaze sludgerot
Accolade wall hunged
Symphonies crumbles, – hurt
Timpani hushes – inert
In granite, in salt buried
In drought, in the mire
In a shallow grave
Dry blood is the yield of our orchard
Its fruit inherited by tarnished
In sulfur, in decay, and still
Brittlе soil the womb of the children
Its fruit dеvoured by tarnished
In sulfur, in decay, and still