"Creature" lyrics

"Creature"

Please be still, the ants are dreaming
Please be quiet, the skull is speaking
And the wind will blow away your paper crown
And the lonely sun and moon will still shine down

On every creature led to slaughter
Every city underwater
Every creature led to slaughter
Every city underwater

Or covered in ash
Or covered in dust
Or buried in ash
Completely fucked up

Please don't say we couldn't stop this
And please don't feed me all that bullshit
'Cause this is what you always wanted
An empty world, vast and haunted

Every creature led to slaughter
Every city underwater
Every creature led to slaughter
Every city underwater

Or covered in ash
Or covered in dust
Or buried in ash
Completely fucked up

Every creature led to slaughter
Every city underwater
Every creature led to slaughter
Every city underwater

Please be still, the ants are dreaming
Please be quiet, the skull is speaking

Don't let them hide
Don't let them hide
While they still die
Don't let them hide


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