"Driftwood" lyrics

"Driftwood"

Blindsided, in a shell of silence, alone
Decided, motive breach the eyelids, then sewn
Reminded, death walks beside us, inside us
In hindsight it was the path of a nihilist and pawn

When the tide swallows the trees
The gallows of your past will haunt you
White lines and broken teeth
The shadows of your past will take you

Divided, the scarlet moon feeding
Blood forced fed, drowning in loathe, grieving
Rivers run rapid with wine and lust, again we see the dawn
Igniting bridges that fall to dust, you're gone

When the tide swallows the trees
The gallows of your past will haunt you
White lines and broken teeth
The shadows of your past, will take you

When the tide swallows the trees
The gallows of your past will haunt you
Would you lend me your soul, your soul to feast? And I...
Will never know, we'll never know

Bones and driftwood, hearts, decay
Alone in the bloodscape, betrayed, afraid

Cycles of agony, wretched, decline
Tear at the rotting flesh, carcass of mine

Chest wide open
Tunnel vision
Rats to ashes
Soul perdition

When the tide swallows the trees
The gallows of your past will haunt you
White lines and broken teeth
The shadows of your past will take you

When the tide swallows the trees
The gallows of your past will haunt you
Would you lend me your soul, your soul to feast? And I...
Will never know, we'll never know


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