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I saw the sun rise above his broken will

Kings fight for thrones on hills

Lambs slaughtered at the foot of the grave

Laughter cuts like shards of glass pouring through in waves

Goats are hung by their hooves and necks only hoping for a saviour

You put that blade to your heart, because you know you’re going to cave

Your Final chance, to throw it away

My Hollow Bones

My blood rusts, I seize

I Turn to stone

Succumbed to this disease

Sacred, Sacred, the sun shines through your bones

Like a fence on the path to the everlasting tomes,

Thee mess you have wove

I saw the moon rise above his broken arm

When the night sky starts to carve

It’s name into your form

Disgrace me, disgrace me, give it all to the one they claim to know

Set this free, my ecstasy is the only possession that I hold (dear)

Light my flame, light the flame of the great sick god that’s near

No.

My Hollow Bones

My blood rusts, I seize

I Turn to stone

Succumbed to this disease

Gone.

And rid, of this thirst

Gone.

Rid of this curse

(Blood Rust. Blood Rust. Blood Rust. Blood Rust. Blood Rust. Blood Rust. Blood Rust. Blood Rust.)