Valentine Wolfe - A Taxidermist's Toybox | Текст песни

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Cleaning off the skin
Scraping off the chaff
Got to keep the cuts small
Make the feathers last
Jiggle in an eye
Paint on the claws
Arrange a pose
And then it’s done
Beauty in this death

Jackdaw, magpie, rook, crow
Say them all and then you’ll know
What’s the secret?
Never tell
Bad little ones under my spell

Receive the little birds
In spirits of wine
Got to sew the beak shut
With a bit of twine
Then untie the skin
Head turns toward the left
Twist ligament
This is my design
Beauty in this death

What life has gotten wrong
I can now correct
My own interpretation
My revisions to the script
When a mind is fertile
Ready for suggestion
What to say
How to move
Beauty in this death

Creating works of art
Making something new
From a lifeless dead thing
Giving a new hue
I work my magic only
With one goal in mind
To breathe new life
To start afresh
Beauty in this death

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