MIRE LORE LYRICS

1. My Soul To Make

Churning in the Earth, sewing from the bowels,
Can you hear the Demons?
Can you hear the howl?
Slithering into every orifice,
Like the tree growing roots into the flesh of the forest,
No remembrance for the dead,
No solace for the damned,
Their bodies nourish my land
Black wings of sorrow circle above
They're waiting for your final breath to expel, releasing you from your shell
Ripped apart by talons like daggers,
Yet your regret are all that matters
In your midst of your pain
You're still reflecting on the past
In the family portrait, you see a silhouette of me
You can hear my voice but you could never see me
I was always a member of the family

Hanging from the tree in the lawn,
A rope around your neck,
Watching all of it

Burn

(Watch it burn)

Your mother and father lifelessly hanging beside you
Watch it burn
Watch it burn

Looking at your brother,
Looking back from the window engulfed in flames,
You can hear his screams,
(You can hear the scream)
Gently singing you to sleep

Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the Mire my soul to keep,
If I should die before I wake,
I pray the Mire my soul to take,

Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the Mire my soul to keep,
If I should die before I wake,
I pray the Mire my soul to take







MIRE LORE LYRICS