Oh the sweet sweet sap of chaos rolls in over our tongues
To the deepest depth of nothing that we've never known in us
Is the seed we carry tainted? Are our wombs now poisonous?
Who is to blame? Who have we slain? Who -
Who could love the dust?
Our naked souls are tainted now, and
Who could love the dust?
The mud we sling is us
Who -
Could love the dust?
Oh the bitter bile of chaos rolls out over our tongues
From the deepest depth of nothing that we've only known in us
Now the seed we bury is tainted, and our wombs are poisonous
Who have we blamed? Who should be slain? Who -
Who could love the dust?
The painted clay is shattered now, and
Who could love the dust?
The masterpiece is crushed
Who -
Who could love the dust?
The treasury is plundered now, and
Who could love the dust?
The pillaged soil is us
Who -
Could love the dust?
credits
from Arké,
released September 26, 2015
Piano and Lead Vocals • Natasha Jolene Stobbe
Lead Electric Guitar • Liam Oakes
Rhythm Electric Guitar • Ian Vanzant
Bass • Adam Hall
Drums • Rick Colhoun
Engineered, Produced, Mixed and Mastered • Rick Colhoun
Visual Design Concept • Maxwell Funk
Painting • Keanu Lee
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