A Declaration (of Sorts) Lyrics

by Lachryma
Album: Another Moment 
Hands clasped so tightly

Reaching towards what remains to be

Mauling each other

Declaring a truth which remains to see

A declaration

A declaration

Charred bodies attracted by flies

Like us.

Anchored to the earth

And erosion with lust

A treaty of crows

Turns to rust!

Hands clasped so tightly

Reaching towards what remains to be

Mauling each other

Declaring a truth which remains to see

A declaration

A declaration

A declaration

A declaration

And there can be one to see, hear, and need