Bells Dark Above Our Heads Lyrics

Artist: Old Man Gloom
Album: Seminar II: The Holy Rites Of Primitivism Regressionism

Drones carry my body
to the top of the mountain of gods
carrion circle the corpse
of pale faces ears sewn shut
and poke like fingers towards the waiting sun
and I see the hole in your skull
where your soul leaked out dead

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