Catechesis Songtext
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Catechesis Songtext
Their stones be seized their wood be burnt their banners sway
Advanced in these swine words while them brackish hands held
Together through the charred meadows
Haste in brittle pulses where no remedy pillars
Under the rhythms that foster red blight dust
It dispels the savored sweat, the soothed blood
Caught between the incubus and the succubus
Ward off the vows to the sea, to the dirt
So may his ribs welcome you and keep you
Rudolf, Denisova, Erectus come feast in the dale
Where free man hides his throat, where Free man beacons still
Remember!
The lanterns settled so high in a mnemonic cast on the pillager′s hike
This is tomorrow!
Lit by aphasic scribes equipt in and carry green oaths
There could be more relevance to your tales and morals
If it would be so clear as to what is being summed
Lost cries, shouts and laughs in unison
Infuriate the hearts of good faith
Contentment never follows, release ever arrives
Remember!
The lanterns settled so high in a mnemonic cast on the pillager's hike
This is tomorrow!
Lit by aphasic scribes equipt in and carry green oaths
Intuitions adrift
Notions aloft
Under a tired order
Build the honored past here in the bellows
Advanced in these swine words while them brackish hands held
Together through the charred meadows
Haste in brittle pulses where no remedy pillars
Under the rhythms that foster red blight dust
It dispels the savored sweat, the soothed blood
Caught between the incubus and the succubus
Ward off the vows to the sea, to the dirt
So may his ribs welcome you and keep you
Rudolf, Denisova, Erectus come feast in the dale
Where free man hides his throat, where Free man beacons still
Remember!
The lanterns settled so high in a mnemonic cast on the pillager′s hike
This is tomorrow!
Lit by aphasic scribes equipt in and carry green oaths
There could be more relevance to your tales and morals
If it would be so clear as to what is being summed
Lost cries, shouts and laughs in unison
Infuriate the hearts of good faith
Contentment never follows, release ever arrives
Remember!
The lanterns settled so high in a mnemonic cast on the pillager's hike
This is tomorrow!
Lit by aphasic scribes equipt in and carry green oaths
Intuitions adrift
Notions aloft
Under a tired order
Build the honored past here in the bellows
Writer(s): Burak Yenitepe, Ozan Turakine Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

