[ Featuring the Karma ]
Quiet horses
Need breaking in
You've been lonely
And I've been craving this
Begin
Tired voices
I watch them through the fog
Let me settle
Melodious and rough
Bodies in the muck
Over-joyous
Smiling as they sin
Clear the field
When they're breathing slide it in
White and red
Whine of it
There's nothing left to give
If only they could have fallen less
Afraid and bled
Out of it
There's nothing left to give
Let the crows take their trophies away
Their trophies away
Their trophies away
Their trophies away
Their trophies away
Their trophies away
Their trophies away
Their trophies away
Their trophies away
Take their trophies away
Carrion
Carrion
Carrion
Tired voices
Bodies in the muck
Crows to the aftermath they flock
Crows to the aftermath they flock
Crows to the aftermath they flock
Pluck an feather
Pluck an eye
Silhouette against the sky
Burn them
Burn them all
Burn them
Burn them all
Burn them
Burn them all
