Noctourniquet
(专辑: Noctourniquet - 2012)
Made my bed in drought of barrel I
haven't shot this thing in years Do you think I'll fold? Calloused hands of detriment From a
crossbow flinch of gasping air Do you think I'll Solomon, don't fall apart The
words have made a
perfect burden Solomon, your hollow heart A
nomadic void of halcyon youth Prenatal at the
hips where we once joined Severed by the
scalpel when we were young Do you think I'll fold? Held under the
water in a
breathless trough Buried in the
plot of your front steps Do you think I'll fold? Incinerate the
faith that you were taught Incinerate your crone of useless flesh Do you think that Solomon, don't fall apart The
words have made a
perfect burden Solomon, your hollow heart A
nomadic void of halcyon youth Solomon, don't fall apart The
words have made a
perfect burden Solomon, your hollow heart A
nomadic void of halcyon youth And in this life you long to flee You can stop the
rain from falling Tie it on in your mind It's your Noctourniquet And in your file will it read That you caved it to the
night? Tie it on in your mind It's your Noctourniquet Made my bed in drought of barrel I
haven't shot this thing in years Do you think I'll fold? Bucolic hymns that frolic on your hissing tongue The
rivalry of siblings cut from saffron cloth Do you think I'll fold? I'll reach right through the
pavement with the
shortest straw Never a
dull blade in your mother's drawer Do you think I'll fold? Place it in the
thirst her endless flask The
iridescent poison will quench foreboding Do you think that Solomon, don't fall apart The
words have made a
perfect burden Solomon, your hollow heart A
nomadic void of halcyon youth Solomon, don't fall apart The
words have made a
perfect burden Solomon, your hollow heart No matter what it takes, no matter what it takes for you