"Lifetime" lyrics

"Lifetime"

Feral moon, oh, how you claw through time
My lone diluted friend
It is a hack job by default, it staggers on
No goal nor a means to an end

How the seams, they stitch a hardened cloth
Mended an outer guard
Whoa, the rings that makes the skin a chain mail
Rightfully bludgeoned and dragged through the bog

And it came from above
There, a dirty red crook
Caught by the sun, blade glistening
Whoa, it's the shadow looming over
It's the nurture to prepare
Fixed upon your shoulder from a bloody lifetime of beatings
A lifetime of beatings, child
A lifetime of beatings
A lifetime of beatings, child

Daylight, it strains our limbs to carry
All through the tissue's mangled dawn
Our descent into the ether, star-like
Planted foot on throat
You find 'em softer than a slug's

With every new asphyxiation
Comes a greater gasp for air
An embryo hatched in the egg, the break of shell
Squint through the cracks, the brood, the cell
Born wet and needing, growing feathers to be plucked

And it came from above
There, a dirty red crook
Caught by the sun, blade glistening
Whoa, it's the shadow looming over
It's the nurture to prepare
Fixed upon your shoulder from a bloody lifetime of beatings

Get ready
Get ready
Get ready for a lifetime of beatings
Get ready
Get ready
Get ready for a lifetime of beatings, child
A lifetime of beatings
A lifetime of beatings, child
A lifetime of beatings
Born wet and needing, growing feathers to be plucked


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