Scarecrow Songtext
von Deviated Instinct

Out to search for company
Dogs of blood with dust smattering
Close by the top of the stony
Dripping water line
Through the whistling wreckage across the fields
Mark this line to be touched
Screams so loud and spiked
Forced my world to be dead
Can′t help those who search for the wound
Just the rest who hardly talk Blood, pain, shattering
The limb turns to rotting dead
Let the people pray
See the fires and crucifixion
Crush the life that is not in itself
Push the cadence through the beat
Took a breath for the adventure here
Smoke the wind to twist the soil
Drawn by the practice of the martyr's will