Soothsayer

[Instrumental Intro]

[Verse 1]

My love becomes a mange, dyein' autumn in its leaves

When it broke me in the branch where my embers come to feed

And I swam a hundred days in the bosom of this filth

Carry on this drought, as I tighten my belt

[Pre-Chorus]

This deceit has no arms

Bended will, take what's yours

This deceit has no arms

Bended will, take what's yours

[Chorus]

Callin' me, she's callin' me

Thus it may have come to falter

We have become these pleas

[Verse 2]

In a field of baldin' marble where the medicine awaits

The hourglass pokes at the ribs of my cage

At half rations, I'm finished, at half rations, the minutes

All that happens was given, coil and embrace

[Pre-Chorus]

This deceit has no arms

Bended will, take what's yours

This deceit has no arms

Bended will, take what's yours

[Chorus]

Callin' me, she's callin' me

Thus it may have come to falter

We have become these pleas

[Guitar Solo]

[Pre-Chorus]

This deceit has no arms

Bended will, take what's yours

This deceit has no arms

Bended will, take what's yours

[Chorus]

Callin' me, she's callin' me

Thus it may have come to falter

We have become these pleas

[Instrumental Outro]