The Frail Stag (Vanity Sounds the Horn and Ignorance Unleashes the Hounds Overconfidence, Rashness, and Desire)

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lyrics

Bound in blood, feral cries burn out these holes
Memories you hold dear peel away

I hear your screams from the very edge
I fall with the rain and bleed with your about-face

So hush now while these idle hands carry me home to the edge

Where the lights, they hang low
Oh, these hands
Boiling with my blood
I hush

Feral cries bound in blood
I know the way you suffer
Counting
Afflictions burning
Right to the bone

Bleeding piece by piece

I only cry when I see the white of your eyes

So carry me to the edge on idle hands
Carry me
While this blood is boiling
I see the stars beneath the oak tree where I pray for my sealed fate
Idle hands

Bound in blood
Bound in blood
You fade all away
Bound in blood

Bound in blood
Bound in blood

credits

from Calling Whitetails to a Tuned Bow, released June 28, 2019

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