One Last Night for Birthpains

The Beaten Sea The Beaten Sea

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One Last Night for Birthpains 03:38

Description

Alternative country, Roots, Western, organic, medium tempo, lonely, melancholy, dark, mysterious, sad, 3/4 time signature, waltz, Male vocals, banjo, acoustic guitar, bass, drums, horns, brass, glockenspiel, organ, bells

Lyrics

I dreamt, I dreamed the Nazarene
Gored him in the dead of night
The body of a broken wife
She was left standing there clean
And her lack of clothes, her mannequin pose
It was all elected pain
Direct attempts to hide the shame
and now it's the only thing that shows
The holy wars the prophecies' whore
Mystery, the mother's name
A cup of gold, the blood of saints
Scarlet beast from the ocean floor
I looked upon a sky that boasts
Fury for the fruit of wombs
Jackals crying in their tombs
An anger fit for the nation's hosts
And the scalpel blade, the liar-sage
Cut the fattened like a calf
But seven trumpets clear a path
Peels of thunder burn and empty cage

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