You hid your hand where I thought that you might
You laid your trap right down in plain sight
And laid me down, down, in a room where daylight
Doesn’t bring an end to night
And I’ll spend time alone in that room
My hands only read midnight and noon
Every blackened inch consumed
A long time alone in that room
Slaughter me to satisfy, hack the flesh away
Hearsay heresy, hell to pay
Butcher marks on the family fossils
Apostles, isosceles, easy prey
Now the itch has turned to rot
Now I am naked and you are not
Lay me down, down in a room where daylight
Doesn’t bring an end to night
And I’ll spend time alone in that room
My hands only read midnight and noon
The shortest distance, a straight line
To lead the blind and bleed the mind
Slaughter me to satisfy, hack the flesh away
Hearsay, heresy, hell to pay
Butcher marks on the family fossils
Apostles, isosceles, easy prey
In a room where daylight doesn’t bring an end to night
credits
from The Die-Off,
released April 26, 2019
Greg Pier: Vocals/ lyrics
Brendon Flynn: Guitars/ bass
Baard Kolstad: Drums
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