[Verse 1]
The scent of my hands is familiar
To fosterly men in their coats
Who guard not their spirits from fire, fire, fire, fire
Who speak with some tenderly
Who speak with some tenderly coax
The tinge of my eyes is familiar
To fosterly men in their coats
Who fiend close, close, close
To their closetly homes
And ruminate the walls up with ghosts
[Pre-Chorus]
Ears ring and teeth click and
Ears ring and teeth click and
Ears, ears, ears ring and teeth click and
Ears ring and teeth click and
Ears ring and teeth click and
Ears ring and teeth click and ears, ears ring
[Chorus]
The air is familiar, the sound is not still
Dead voices cover their moats
They fill their cloth totes with rustles of earth
And the crying, detritioning bones
[Verse 2]
The dust off my knuckles familiar
To culminated piles
To culminated piles of bones
That shift when the earth quakes and trembles, trembles
And quarries men up to their
And quarries men up to their thrones
The scent of my skin is familiar
To fosterly men in their coats
Who guard not their spirits from fire, fire, fire, fire
Who speak with some tenderly
Who speak with some tenderly coax
[Chorus]
The air is familiar, the sound is not still
Dead voices cover their moats
They fill their cloth totes with rustles of earth
And the ladies that they have ungirthed
[Outro]
Ears ring and teeth click and
Ears ring and teeth click and
Ears ring and teeth click and
Ears ring and teeth click and ears, ears ring