12_04 - vera grace lyrics
“brother i am not clean
my hands are bl–dy ”
april the 4th: the hunt starts
growing and moulding in side my mind
scratching and gnawing at my weak walls
god was my leader, i am the sinner
“brother i am not clean
my hands are bl–dy”
“father, o father, mend my mind.”
“father, o father, mend my red mind.”
2 days past: the blood flows
my red hands sink into his skin
this madness, my guide through the dark
wherever it leads i’m back at the start
“father, my father i am the darkness, these bodies keep on growing
mend these tools of mine”
fix my sight and make me whole again tonight
for i am weak and too humble to speak
shape my skin, paint my bones
make me whole again
the hands of god
the eyes of man
the shape of god
the mind of man
april 12th
“brother o brother, rest forever.”
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