republic of wolves - tuez le tous dieu reconnaitra les siens lyrics
so we played our games
in the dug-out graves
shouting curses at the dirt
’til the messiah showed his face,
with his soap-stone eyes
and his seaweed beard
and he scolded us so sharply
with his winding river tongue.
it was not my place
to be calling names
’cause i was the oil-spitting acid-tripping dog
“i would like to see you at your worst”
what’s your worst?
so you’ll sleepwalk home
in a sick moon’s glow
just a lonely set of bones
beside a lonely service road
you will crack your skull
like a rotting hull
just to picture all the good you could’ve done yourself
by picking from the tree.
so i read the psalms
off your painted palms
and they drew a darker picture
than our father would’ve liked.
it is not your place
to be digging graves
should have learned from my mistakes
and left it up to fate.
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