The Hat - The Angry River (feat. Father John Misty & S. I. Istwa, True Detective OST 8 Episode) | Текст песни

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• The Angry River (feat. Father John Misty & S. I. Istwa, True Detective OST 8 Episode)

The emptiness that we confess
In the dimmest hour of day.
In the common town,
they make a sound
Like the low, sad moan of prey.
The bitter taste,
the hidden face
Of the lost forgotten child.
The darkest need,
The slowest speed,
The pattern reconciled.
These photographs mean nothing
To the poison that they take.
Before a moment's glory
The light begins to fade.
The outward cost
Of all we've lost
As we looked the other way.
We've paid the price
for this cruel device
Till we have nothing left to pay.
The river goes
where the current flows
The lightning must destroy.
Events conspire to set a fire
With the methods we employ.
These dead men walk on water
A cold blood runs through their veins.
The angry river rises
As we step into the rain.
These photographs mean nothing
To the poison that they take
The angry river rises
As we step into the rain.