Celaje

There were times
Shifting, baiting, gunnin' for the dam to burst
Where was I that day?
Sipping, fading, hating that the sun would shine

It's cold
Will sell my weight in gold
Like an unsuspecting death
Shifting, hoarding, holding pattern stains of glass, oh-oh

Containment of consumption, I have wrought
Caned the livin' daylights one by one
Oh-oh-oh

And if you'll call for branded flesh
What brittle reason do you have for us to not exist?
To console all your emptiness
You've got to go through it to get through it
Call the avalanche
Will it call back? Will it call back?

They will know
Buried under many memories I've held
And if they get caught
Will they slip into their landslides? Devils wearing ermine

Unsuspecting death
Shifting, hoarding, holding pattern stains of glass

And if you'll call for branded flesh
What brittle reason do you have for us to not exist? Oh-oh-oh-oh
To console all your emptiness
You've got to go through it to get through it
Call the avalanche, will it call back?

And if you'll call for branded flesh
What brittle reason do you have for us to not exist? Oh-oh-oh-oh
To console all your emptiness
You've got to go through it to get through it
Call the avalanche, will it call back?