That Which Erodes The Most Tender Of Things
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โฑ๏ธ 3:01 duration
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๐ Lyrics
Won't you rest your ruined head, my weary child?
This world, t'was not for thee
I send you now the promised land
Not one breath did you heave, stilly born
Unto this earth, sleeping so soundly in my arms
A slug-like trail of ochre fluids where we've danced
The sun is setting, now I hold a modest hand in vain
My lungs emit a sigh
What fiend would take these tiny eyes and show them to the dark
God's just a lie
Never born into this den of sin
That which erodes the most tender of things
After the eve have fallen
The lights are sinking low
Shadows would hide that life
In him could never grow
A hollow gaze peers from the cradle, black
Imagining his shining eyes, just sockets staring back
Witness the baptism, skeletal, the world would shun
Reject the purest form of love
A mother to her son
I proceed to nurse him
I could almost smile
I entertain the notion
That he did live this while
But he's dead to this world
Carved out just like my heart
Soaked up and washed so lovingly
Cherished son unconditionally
In our secret world alone
Situation delicate, crudely frowned upon
In our sacred love, undone
Never born into this den of sin
That which erodes the most tender of things
After the eve has fallen
The lights are sinking low
Shadows would hide that life
In him could never grow
A hollow gaze peers from the cradle, black
Imagining his shining eyes, just sockets staring back
Witness the baptism, skeletal, the world would shun
Reject the purest form of love
A mother to her putrid rotting son
This world, t'was not for thee
I send you now the promised land
Not one breath did you heave, stilly born
Unto this earth, sleeping so soundly in my arms
A slug-like trail of ochre fluids where we've danced
The sun is setting, now I hold a modest hand in vain
My lungs emit a sigh
What fiend would take these tiny eyes and show them to the dark
God's just a lie
Never born into this den of sin
That which erodes the most tender of things
After the eve have fallen
The lights are sinking low
Shadows would hide that life
In him could never grow
A hollow gaze peers from the cradle, black
Imagining his shining eyes, just sockets staring back
Witness the baptism, skeletal, the world would shun
Reject the purest form of love
A mother to her son
I proceed to nurse him
I could almost smile
I entertain the notion
That he did live this while
But he's dead to this world
Carved out just like my heart
Soaked up and washed so lovingly
Cherished son unconditionally
In our secret world alone
Situation delicate, crudely frowned upon
In our sacred love, undone
Never born into this den of sin
That which erodes the most tender of things
After the eve has fallen
The lights are sinking low
Shadows would hide that life
In him could never grow
A hollow gaze peers from the cradle, black
Imagining his shining eyes, just sockets staring back
Witness the baptism, skeletal, the world would shun
Reject the purest form of love
A mother to her putrid rotting son
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:11.48] Won't you rest your ruined head, my weary child?
[00:15.63] This world, t'was not for thee
[00:20.28] I send you now the promised land
[00:23.65] Not one breath did you heave, stilly born
[00:27.73] Unto this earth, sleeping so soundly in my arms
[00:32.27] A slug-like trail of ochre fluids where we've danced
[00:36.87] The sun is setting, now I hold a modest hand in vain
[00:41.95] My lungs emit a sigh
[00:45.76] What fiend would take these tiny eyes and show them to the dark
[00:51.06] God's just a lie
[00:53.85] Never born into this den of sin
[00:58.26] That which erodes the most tender of things
[01:02.02] After the eve have fallen
[01:04.19] The lights are sinking low
[01:06.44] Shadows would hide that life
[01:08.86] In him could never grow
[01:11.25] A hollow gaze peers from the cradle, black
[01:15.28] Imagining his shining eyes, just sockets staring back
[01:20.03] Witness the baptism, skeletal, the world would shun
[01:24.42] Reject the purest form of love
[01:26.44] A mother to her son
[01:30.20] I proceed to nurse him
[01:32.68] I could almost smile
[01:34.67] I entertain the notion
[01:36.92] That he did live this while
[01:38.83] But he's dead to this world
[01:41.22] Carved out just like my heart
[01:43.71] Soaked up and washed so lovingly
[01:45.99] Cherished son unconditionally
[01:50.00]
[02:07.41] In our secret world alone
[02:12.03] Situation delicate, crudely frowned upon
[02:16.67] In our sacred love, undone
[02:21.35] Never born into this den of sin
[02:25.72] That which erodes the most tender of things
[02:29.52] After the eve has fallen
[02:31.68] The lights are sinking low
[02:34.00] Shadows would hide that life
[02:36.30] In him could never grow
[02:38.63] A hollow gaze peers from the cradle, black
[02:42.66] Imagining his shining eyes, just sockets staring back
[02:47.46] Witness the baptism, skeletal, the world would shun
[02:51.69] Reject the purest form of love
[02:53.72] A mother to her putrid rotting son
[02:56.45]
[00:15.63] This world, t'was not for thee
[00:20.28] I send you now the promised land
[00:23.65] Not one breath did you heave, stilly born
[00:27.73] Unto this earth, sleeping so soundly in my arms
[00:32.27] A slug-like trail of ochre fluids where we've danced
[00:36.87] The sun is setting, now I hold a modest hand in vain
[00:41.95] My lungs emit a sigh
[00:45.76] What fiend would take these tiny eyes and show them to the dark
[00:51.06] God's just a lie
[00:53.85] Never born into this den of sin
[00:58.26] That which erodes the most tender of things
[01:02.02] After the eve have fallen
[01:04.19] The lights are sinking low
[01:06.44] Shadows would hide that life
[01:08.86] In him could never grow
[01:11.25] A hollow gaze peers from the cradle, black
[01:15.28] Imagining his shining eyes, just sockets staring back
[01:20.03] Witness the baptism, skeletal, the world would shun
[01:24.42] Reject the purest form of love
[01:26.44] A mother to her son
[01:30.20] I proceed to nurse him
[01:32.68] I could almost smile
[01:34.67] I entertain the notion
[01:36.92] That he did live this while
[01:38.83] But he's dead to this world
[01:41.22] Carved out just like my heart
[01:43.71] Soaked up and washed so lovingly
[01:45.99] Cherished son unconditionally
[01:50.00]
[02:07.41] In our secret world alone
[02:12.03] Situation delicate, crudely frowned upon
[02:16.67] In our sacred love, undone
[02:21.35] Never born into this den of sin
[02:25.72] That which erodes the most tender of things
[02:29.52] After the eve has fallen
[02:31.68] The lights are sinking low
[02:34.00] Shadows would hide that life
[02:36.30] In him could never grow
[02:38.63] A hollow gaze peers from the cradle, black
[02:42.66] Imagining his shining eyes, just sockets staring back
[02:47.46] Witness the baptism, skeletal, the world would shun
[02:51.69] Reject the purest form of love
[02:53.72] A mother to her putrid rotting son
[02:56.45]