Wormsong — текст песни (Night In Gales)

i`ve returned to wormland
spinning cadavercircles around the night
astroautopsies breathing orb and earth
eating the word of a starthief`s birth

i`ve returned to that deadend
with a fistful of throats from the downside
astroautopsies breathing orb and earth
eating the word of a starthief`s birth

and we go for the poisonshow
let scythemilk and quicksilver flow
scissorsword and twinkleblade down the tongue
i`ve cut my throat for the wormsong

the grindcrew`s back again
warpin` the where and when

and we go for the poisonshow
let scythemilk and quicksilver flow
scissorsword and twinkleblade down the tongue
i`ve cut my throat for the wormsong