From the recording Le Banquet des Damnés
Lyrics
Mama said “The hurt don’t heal till you let the truth breathe”
But the youth bleed before they ever learn what “proof” means
The roof leaks where the roots sleep theres a beauty when the moon weeps
And I still speak for the lost cause their ghost’s what moves me
I seen brothers turn to myths names fade in graffiti mist
We plead to exist while bleeding’ from the needle’s kiss
The evil’s rich deceitful bliss in cathedral scripts
Even priests confess the street’s a sweet crude gift
Every candle lit feels like a countdown to vanishing
I stand in it rain-pour baptism I should call back miss umm
The language hazardous holding on to a love could be cancerous
Hope cracked in my hand still glittering with abandonment
If the darkness is what I'm in tandem with why do I love the ambient
The corner’s a god that don’t grant forgiveness
Just business and every deal’s a death sentence with interest
He said “Ma I’ma fix this” but his fix was the sickness
The mode’s involved broken hearts she quote in bars of hopeless calm
Devotion starved she knows he gone repulsive qualms
Spoke to stars no motion charged emotion carved in frozen arms
Hoping God could decode her sobs
The dope fiends nod like choir rows in the alley’s pews
Sirens singing sermons surely such burden never values truth
Her silence grew violent too she hide it smooth
But I see the bruise where the Bible glued
She said “You ever love someone who's not here but never leaves”
I said “Yeah that’s a story so many live and breathe”
The meadow’s grief instead of peace devil’s teeth
Even God might flinch when the metals creak
Every dawn she wake in war faith and pain in vacant drawers
Lace before she face the storm the grace deform
This is hate galore the villain arc of a fabled lore
Then I wonder if the streets ever count they dead
Maybe her tears are the tax that the angels dread
Maybe love’s the only thing death ain’t bred