Kortriba - Trident II: Pangaea Prelude | Текст песни

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Huntress
Defanged

Whipping boy licks the war goddess hide
An obelisk, intrinsic weight lied

(She sheds)
Her floral pelt
(Defangs)
Our Withered felts

Whipping boy licks the war goddess hide
An obelisk, intrinsic weight lied.
Cowards dance
Pale like the herbs we burnt at the altar.
Tusks bent back to the birthing waters.
indifferent graves.
Bloated and discordant (The wane of the moon)
The oaks bend softly (As she slits her own womb )
Cast out our daughters, (lead the sons to their doom)

(Wait!) (Wait)
Prayers Unlifted, yielding to the cross
(Wait!)(Wait!)
Self obsession in a silver screen dawn
(Wait!)(Wait!)
Oil and sand traded for blood.
Do not crawl before her, she will heed no appeal.

When they are thirsty
They will drink
The fountain of Salmacis
Run dry, Naiad divide x2

Light year
Refracted
Redacted faith

We
Rape
Our
Ancestors
With Manicured Hands