Flesh and Below - Trap Them

Send them in so we can sell the souls they’ve held so tight and drug them hard

and knock them out so they can make it through the night

We’ll brand our names on security codes on crosses to bear and on unsettled

homes

Bury all our sacred wolves

And burn all fields with sacred tombs

Run

Welcome wayward sons and welcome faithless daughters

Father time and mother earth will fuck your skin for all its worth

Welcome wayward sons and welcome faithless daughters

Ive got your born agains right here amongst the fear of gods

And they came loads all intertwined by ruthless crack in spider veins

Conquer-bound by candle crome

Run

Before they rip the meat from your stems

And they take their turn fucking up

All the beauty that youve earned on your own

Because they will, because they are

Welcome wayward sons and welcome faithless daughters

Father time and mother earth will fuck your skin for all it’s worth

Welcome wayward sons and welcome faithless daughters

I’ve got your born-agains right here amongst the fear of gods

We drop our anchors

Attached to iron jaws of guiding lights

We drop our anchors

By that candle crome

We drop our anchors

And stand point black

Look into all their hungry eyes and tell them

Us faithless daughters and wayward sons we are coming for you

Wherever you are

A blackened night sea of one

For all that you’ve said and all you’ve done

Run

Motherfucker

Run