Regal Murk - Wishes of the Dead Lyrics

In accordance with the wishes of the dead they will be fed to the lions
Supper with friends, anatomical revelations
A phantom limb fastening the spirit to the skin
There's a sky burial coming for you and me
It's just a landline baby i don't know what it's supposed to
In commiseration with the casket, she's had it running with incisors
Patterned the piss, rank and file piled, felled with a kiss
An animus coursing through the cold monolith
There's a hell fire burning for you and me
It's just a fail safe maybe i don't know if it's supposed to
It's just that i don't
I don't
I don't
I don't
I don't know, or maybe i don't
I don't
I don't
I don't understand, about the promised land
In praise of broken promises above
With gods like these who needs demons
Moving through you like flaming doors