Attacus Atlas by The Moth Gatherer Lyrics

Too far
The claws are deep in the flesh
Too deep

The roots are in the marrow
Weary
Death offers a release
Come through
As the sun ascends, the poison becomes healing

Is it visible to the communion?
The staggering, broken bones
A fervent mouth is reaching for hope
Shooting a silk rope at the brimstone sky

Shedding skin
A reptile gaze
Staring at a box with no oxygen
Open up and let it die while it still breathes
While the moon crawls a sprout is born