Текст песни The Bury Feast - Fyrce Muons

A blind face for sin dust
For these things
For legions
I can't cease for fingers
And satisfy the desires

For England and king's reach
He who hides his eyes gets many a curse
I feel safe
I'm feasting
For by so doing you will heap burning coals on his head

Deep long twisted arms
Babbling up like famished koi
Eyes and throats held high to the feeders
And flesh to peat
And summoned to the fate

The cheapest waste
A sideways blitz
The talent fade into the state
Abundant tease from poison fork
I wouldn't leave to knock 'em down
The black of seas
The deal is mine

Let the bury feast proceed

A blind face
For sin's dust
For my things
For legions