Song | Teiresias |
Artist | Baroness |
Album | A Grey Sigh in a Flower Husk |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
I see through this demise | |
The hallowed serpent unwise. | |
He is learned in the ways of decay, | |
And he shone as winter's dawn fades. | |
As brazen as the turn of the tide, | |
And certain as our season fades. | |
So fill your cup to the hilt, | |
Hew and sew our crops anew, | |
Rest and wake and comprehend faith. | |
So toil, that this haze unfolds, | |
And pray that this harvest decays |