Her hair was fire
Burning her face into pine
Her fingers branches
Bleeding sap for some time
How many rings are in your bones
I will cut you open to count
Among these leaves you call home
The insects will eat you from inside out
On southern winds
Ashes carried to the sea
Far from northern men
Winter's end the end of all things
Blood sport magic
Ancient king of dust and skulls
Buried beneath sand
Bound gagged and culled
Feel the scarab bite
I will dress you as alive
Far from northern pines
Stowed out of sight
Her flesh was bare
Alabaster and bone
Her breaths shallow
Left to be devoured alone
How many rings are in your bones
I will cut you open to count
Among these leaves you call home
The insects will eat you from inside out
One last goddess
Adrift in a stagnant sea
Naked and burning
The boats only bring disease
No more magic
Drained and spurned and sanguine
Slowly sinking in
This is the end of all things
Feel the scarab bite
Embrace death as new life
Forget the northern pines
Reborn of dead light
Overtaken by dark
They run but not that far
Under the blood moon
She hollows out their hearts
The Dead Hand - Alabaster and Bone Lyrics
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Her hair was fire
Burning her face into pine
Her fingers branches
Bleeding sap for some time
How many rings are in your bones
I will cut you open to count
Among these leaves you call home
The insects will eat you from inside out
On southern winds
Ashes carried to the sea
Far from northern men
Winter's end the end of all things
Blood sport magic
Ancient king of dust and skulls
Buried beneath sand
Bound gagged and culled
Feel the scarab bite
I will dress you as alive
Far from northern pines
Stowed out of sight
Her flesh was bare
Alabaster and bone
Her breaths shallow
Left to be devoured alone
How many rings are in your bones
I will cut you open to count
Among these leaves you call home
The insects will eat you from inside out
One last goddess
Adrift in a stagnant sea
Naked and burning
The boats only bring disease
No more magic
Drained and spurned and sanguine
Slowly sinking in
This is the end of all things
Feel the scarab bite
Embrace death as new life
Forget the northern pines
Reborn of dead light
Overtaken by dark
They run but not that far
Under the blood moon
She hollows out their hearts
Burning her face into pine
Her fingers branches
Bleeding sap for some time
How many rings are in your bones
I will cut you open to count
Among these leaves you call home
The insects will eat you from inside out
On southern winds
Ashes carried to the sea
Far from northern men
Winter's end the end of all things
Blood sport magic
Ancient king of dust and skulls
Buried beneath sand
Bound gagged and culled
Feel the scarab bite
I will dress you as alive
Far from northern pines
Stowed out of sight
Her flesh was bare
Alabaster and bone
Her breaths shallow
Left to be devoured alone
How many rings are in your bones
I will cut you open to count
Among these leaves you call home
The insects will eat you from inside out
One last goddess
Adrift in a stagnant sea
Naked and burning
The boats only bring disease
No more magic
Drained and spurned and sanguine
Slowly sinking in
This is the end of all things
Feel the scarab bite
Embrace death as new life
Forget the northern pines
Reborn of dead light
Overtaken by dark
They run but not that far
Under the blood moon
She hollows out their hearts
Writer: Cliff Carr
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid