Baroness piosenki

Though I stand in mire I will speak distant fire Though I'm laid to ground I will walk through age and sound Though I stand in mire I will speak distant fire Though I'm laid to ground I will walk through age and sound 

Now never has begun Now traitor has been shown Now monarch rests unthroned Now vision rides alone Free from vision 

See inside Till you find me blindly Slice the rind Till you see me bleeding Thousand blades Of an unbeliever Sift the sand Hear the wail of winter winds 

Perambulation Wading Milk the keel through tidal slough at dawn On and on Grating and lapping at the swollen stinking skin Imitation Mating muscles cut through cord Through mountain's own On and on Sated but engorged on mother's milk and fed as twins Bold def...

Only an angel can feed On ashes and ovaries Blame the pagans and saints They are one War, wisdom and rhyme The peach and the rattlesnake We are grave We are graves We will die Maybe the sawgrass did feel Burnt confederate steel Spoil't milk on the grave W...