[00:01.058]Lay down your skin
[00:03.173]and let us in.
[00:07.769]What comforts the sheep on the night before the slaughter?
[00:13.878]What’s to believe?
[00:20.707]What’s to hold on to?
[00:27.561]You drag the weight with blistering skin
[00:30.045]A deafening calm buried the lake.
[00:32.778]The silver tarnished to black
[00:37.709]and you’re greener by the day
[00:41.935]Put on your mask and follow me down through the roots and the crop
[00:49.303]Pass the torch in silent exchange
[00:53.624]Hands pulling you under a ritual fade.
[01:02.772]Lay your flowers by the pyre, give your eyes to the trees
[01:10.426]Hands pulling you under
[01:17.187]Lay your flowers by the pyre, give your eyes to the trees
[01:24.281]
[01:25.702]Lay down your skin
[01:27.908]and let us in.
[01:32.444]What comforts the sheep on the night before the slaughter?
[01:38.477]You are the rope
[01:40.589]You are the roping and I am the chair beneath.
[01:45.644]You are the rope
[01:47.726]You are the roping and I am the chair beneath.
[01:52.827]You are the rope
[01:54.949]You are the roping and I am the chair beneath.
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