Bisquick Marauder
from Brownwall Hosted by Brownwall
Reeds burn in the breeze as she carries his body Through the garden tears fall on soil once bathed in crimson She whispers sweet nothings of prayer to the beast once walked on cloven foot Her words find purchase in the cold seeking light Then the brave ones rise to a new beginning Sin becomes virtue The sun melts the moon She forms the world anew Carousel of night we pray to thee Allow our newfound wills to be Devoid of centrifuge Forged in epiphany Carrion is comfort The womb is spoiled By the once and future Bisquick Marauder They burn everything From the past they bring The eyes of the fallen Watch our every move Silent infidels Sin becomes virtue The sun melts the moon Forms our world anew Carousel of night we pray to thee Allow our newfound wills to be Devoid of centrifuge Forged in epiphany Carrion is comfort The womb is spoiled By the once and future Bisquick Marauder The old ones prospered As livestock faltered They eyes of the fallen Blind with ignorance Lifeless imbeciles Sin becomes virtue The sun melts the moon Forms our world renew Carousel of night we pray to thee Allow our newfound wills to be Devoid of centrifuge Forged in epiphany Carrion is comfort The womb is spoiled By the once and future Bisquick Marauder Micah Robinson - Guitar Steve Murphy - Guitar, Bass, Backing Vocals Nick Nunziata - Vocals John Makarewicz - Drums
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