Lyrics Cryptid In The Trees - Speedy Justice

Cicadas scratch the nightfall, heavy stillness in the air
Locking horns with chupacabra, silent wings upon a prayer
The chosen never choose it, it's a cyclical nightmare
Too young to control, too old for innocence, too guilty for parole

Too holy for sinfulness, this night's a heavy stillness, angel wings inflamed
Got seven spoken curses, eleven guilty lies, fourteen holy horses
Devils in disguise, woman's inclination, past the vacant winter skies

Cicadas scratch the nightfall, heavy stillness in the air
Locking eyes with Mothman's father, silent wings upon a prayer
The prophets never choose it, still a cyclical nightmare
Too young to control, too old for innocence, too guilty for parole
Too holy for sinfulness, this night's a heavy stillness, angel wings inflamed

Got seven spoken curses, eleven guilty lies, fourteen holy horses
Devils in disguise, woman's inclination, past the vacant winter skies
Got seven spoken curses, eleven guilty lies, fourteen holy horses
Devils in disguise, woman's inclination, past the vacant winter skies