Catacombs And Orchards lyrics

Tigris's spell sold some of us straight to the sea With visions in rows of white blossoms, and the orchard is offering seeds I stammer my words of less diction cause some of em' drip with macabre Cause i see four hundred bones in silence, but nine of them makin' the laws Sisters of rope tie all of us down near the tracks Where the claws of the earth vex bodies while the sisters lie sheets over stacks of em' I shouted with wrath “your tokens have bought you the blood of the fox!” For lead us you may down six feet We see empirical graves with empirical clocks