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Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Goldmann
Songwriter
Aki McCullough
Songwriter
Lyrics
Knives out - sixteen blades for each eye
Passive conception of anguish
Tempting moths drawn to ordained flame
Absent mercy, only consequence
Knives out - clean and dress Their glacé flesh
Passive, systemic necropsy
Tempting wrath nigh amaranthine
Absent mercy, only consequence
I've been thinking
More and more - why was I born
In the teeth of a strip-tiller?
Constant churning
Spitting up nothing but flak
Erroneous animadversion
Further extirpated in isolation
If I could breach
These warped coulters
I would not plead for the axiomatic
I would grasp
For nothing less than the hilt
The biting tan, the fissured gray, palms read
Scraping raison d'être from culled derision
Bless us
None remain
To bring assuagement
None survive
To reap remission
Writhe
A droning hum behind my eyes deepens
Phoenix to ashes, ashes to granite
As I bathe in fluorescence
These fibrous veils do little more than
Cast oblivion in a pale coral
Probing nystagmus against blind
Larvae begging for wings in kind
Shattered knees and osseous caves
Apostles culled, tarnishing grace
Stepping stones sink into the coil
A shattered brand: ouroboros
Phoenix to ashes, ashes to torment
Asserting dominance over my gasps
Stunted claws and broken fangs
Or so you'd think
Knives out
Left without a chance at transmigration
To find a path devoid of woe
I'll carve through You
Knives out
Knives out
Knives out
Bring me your faithful
Knives out
Knives out
Knives out
Bring me your justice
Knives out
Knives out
Knives out
Bring me your hallowed
Knives out
Knives out
Knives out
Knives out
Knives out - sixteen blades to feed
Active proliferation
Repulse every last lament
Dissecting a one-winged bird
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