My family comes from yours
Those who hear the cry of the lamb
Sigh, devoured
Feel the echo in a bat's purvey and
Hunt with silent precision
A minuscule portion of peace remains
A tree
Flaming with defeat
Has hit the ground
No ones around but by its falling grace
Only 6000 miles away
I felt the timber, I cried it's plea
Our family is always listening
I felt the timber, I cried it's plea
I remain
Our family is always listening
There is no more lamb yet the herd echos
How, when the bat has no search
The hunt is gathered and rationed, but what peace remains?
Grieve with precision
Not in silence
For my family is dying and yours is too
For my family is dying and yours is too
In falling grace, flaming and singed
Before we heal
'Devour the deaf with vengeance'
N/Shrike - Keening Lyrics
N/Shrike - Keening Lyrics
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My family comes from yours
Those who hear the cry of the lamb
Sigh, devoured
Feel the echo in a bat's purvey and
Hunt with silent precision
A minuscule portion of peace remains
A tree
Flaming with defeat
Has hit the ground
No ones around but by its falling grace
Only 6000 miles away
I felt the timber, I cried it's plea
Our family is always listening
I felt the timber, I cried it's plea
I remain
Our family is always listening
There is no more lamb yet the herd echos
How, when the bat has no search
The hunt is gathered and rationed, but what peace remains?
Grieve with precision
Not in silence
For my family is dying and yours is too
For my family is dying and yours is too
In falling grace, flaming and singed
Before we heal
'Devour the deaf with vengeance'
Those who hear the cry of the lamb
Sigh, devoured
Feel the echo in a bat's purvey and
Hunt with silent precision
A minuscule portion of peace remains
A tree
Flaming with defeat
Has hit the ground
No ones around but by its falling grace
Only 6000 miles away
I felt the timber, I cried it's plea
Our family is always listening
I felt the timber, I cried it's plea
I remain
Our family is always listening
There is no more lamb yet the herd echos
How, when the bat has no search
The hunt is gathered and rationed, but what peace remains?
Grieve with precision
Not in silence
For my family is dying and yours is too
For my family is dying and yours is too
In falling grace, flaming and singed
Before we heal
'Devour the deaf with vengeance'
Writer: Stevie Stevens
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