Shades Pt.2 (Sacred to the Shades)
from Sacred To The Shades by Trapped Mice
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lyrics
lying there, just me and you
naked as the day we blew in on some western wind
bound with skin, crumbling, thin
slouching in my tarnished crown
tugging and tearing at your gown, now stained with wine
and all is ours
this town, this time
we're the finest line this age can spin
casting off for emperors and kings
but catching at the skin
that crowns this oil slick in which we swim
great men will fall
as the seasons grow small
we'll watch it all
sacred to the shades are we
when our time comes
interred in shallow graves are we
when our line is spun
divine in all but name are we
sacred to the shades
i've seen us in times gone by
remembered as giants
now stylised by winning tribes
you and i
the shining marble prize
together entwined in stone
encasing your body
but romans had orgies too
and i've the same disease as you
the statues that they might build
the townsfolk inscribing:
until they outweigh these ills
they'll exist in this life still
great men will fall
as the seasons grow small
we'll watch it all
sacred to the shades are we
when our time comes
interred in shallow graves are we
when our line is spun
divine in all but name are we
sacred to the shades
naked as the day we blew in on some western wind
bound with skin, crumbling, thin
slouching in my tarnished crown
tugging and tearing at your gown, now stained with wine
and all is ours
this town, this time
we're the finest line this age can spin
casting off for emperors and kings
but catching at the skin
that crowns this oil slick in which we swim
great men will fall
as the seasons grow small
we'll watch it all
sacred to the shades are we
when our time comes
interred in shallow graves are we
when our line is spun
divine in all but name are we
sacred to the shades
i've seen us in times gone by
remembered as giants
now stylised by winning tribes
you and i
the shining marble prize
together entwined in stone
encasing your body
but romans had orgies too
and i've the same disease as you
the statues that they might build
the townsfolk inscribing:
until they outweigh these ills
they'll exist in this life still
great men will fall
as the seasons grow small
we'll watch it all
sacred to the shades are we
when our time comes
interred in shallow graves are we
when our line is spun
divine in all but name are we
sacred to the shades
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from Sacred To The Shades,
released April 6, 2015
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