The Procession-The Dear Hunter

[00:31.81]The blood... [00:34.56]how it paints such a scene [00:38.86]foul routine pedigree [00:43.23]mouth agape, stuttered hands attempt to flail [00:48.60]and finally agree [00:51.33]her heart ceases its rhythm [00:56.08]somewhere trumpets decay [01:00.34]in the front by the well wishing wishes that deny the stale smell in the bay [01:08.24]there, no one cry [01:13.59]place these over her eyes [01:22.09]we are broke and alone [01:26.39]we are broken alone [01:35.11][02:33.81][04:10.20]She's inanimate [01:36.86][02:37.29][04:12.02]bloodless elegance [01:38.74][02:38.81][04:13.33]fatal fascination breeds a bloom of misery [01:43.35][02:43.72][04:18.39]helpless hiding tongues [01:45.65][02:45.78][04:20.62]bathed in revulsion [01:47.02][02:47.97][04:22.39]her lies unfinished [01:48.59][02:49.09][04:23.51]beauty wilting premature [01:50.83][02:51.27][04:25.68]but we can't be too sure [01:54.58][02:54.95][04:30.06]no you can't be too sure [02:09.22]reserved, always playing the part [02:15.77]of the boy left alone [02:19.64]he proceeds to the road [02:23.07]beyond the home he'd learn to call his own [03:18.30][04:01.73]one life for another