Burying Saints - Irrelevant

Bring myself to life as I lay here and I left

my soul behind in a letter and it read:

'For all the days that ever scarred and let me rip apart my skull,

I’ve had a taste of all the darkest and

choose to give it all…'

«So long to life», as I lay here and I let

my soul drip-dry in a letter (self-addressed).

Yeah then they’ll learn

the shadows don’t discern as nations rot.

And we will dance in autumn’s dying leaves.

But when they’ve burned:

the emptiness I’ve heard as nations rot.

And we will dance in autumn’s dying leaves

Dance before the summoning.

I’ll scream my spite to silence…

Win the battle and then?

I desire disorder and who’ll live in the afterglow?

Will you paint you to their eyes?

I desire disorder and who’ll live in the afterglow?

Bring myself to life as I lay here and I left

my soul behind in a letter and it read:

'For all the days that ever scarred and let me rip apart my skull,

I’ve had a taste of all the darkest and

choose to give it all…'

Yeah then they’ll learn

the shadows don’t discern as nations rot.

And we will dance in autumn’s dying leaves.

But when they’ve burned:

the emptiness I’ve heard as nations rot.

And we will dance in autumn’s dying leaves

Dance before the summoning.

I’ll scream my spite to silence…

Win the battle and then?

I desire disorder and who’ll live in the afterglow?

Will you paint you to their eyes?

I desire disorder and who’ll live in the afterglow?

I’ll never understand.

I’ll offer up my hand.