Blood is the Weakest of Bonds by Eyelet Lyrics

[Craig Smith, Robert Hansen & Both ]
"I've washed these hands in blood, for nothing at all."
"I've washed these hands in blood, for nothing at all."
If i were someone you couldn't recognize in the same dress
You couldn't recognize in the same place
Would it be pity?
No, disgust
I'd see poorly scrivened on your face
Muffled voices scatter
Scatter through thresholds
Dispersed under doors
And through keyholes
And burrowed
In our ears
Walk softly
Softly through the halls


Cursing cracking bones
And the boards benеath
As we bend and moan under shoеless feet
Disquiet builds to shaking
Wondering if audible my heart pumping their blood
Home at last
Home at last
In and out fast
In and out fast