"Orphan Limbs" lyrics
Emma Ruth Rundle & Thou Lyrics
Confession of the present, experience of being
Proposals of deformity, ugly and grotesque
Hear his songs echo rising from the depths of that wide trench
Confession of the present, experience of being
Proposals of deformity, ugly and grotesque
Hear his songs echo rising from the depths of that wide trench
Frenzy! Shrieks! Revel! Flesh!
The pulp of our existence soaked in a greed for higher vitality
Confession of the present, experience of being
Proposals of deformity, ugly and grotesque
Hear his songs echo rising from the depths of that wide trench
Of that wide trench!
The pulp of our existence soaked in a greed for higher vitality!
Proposals of deformity, ugly and grotesque
Hear his songs echo rising from the depths of that wide trench
Confession of the present, experience of being
Proposals of deformity, ugly and grotesque
Hear his songs echo rising from the depths of that wide trench
Frenzy! Shrieks! Revel! Flesh!
The pulp of our existence soaked in a greed for higher vitality
Confession of the present, experience of being
Proposals of deformity, ugly and grotesque
Hear his songs echo rising from the depths of that wide trench
Of that wide trench!
The pulp of our existence soaked in a greed for higher vitality!
Writer(s): Emma Ruth Rundle
