Drag the Wounds Eternal
by Trap Them
From the album: Darker Handcraft
Track 11 of 12 on Darker Handcraft (2011).
Duration: 2:35
Lyrics for Drag the Wounds Eternal
They aren't here anymore And desperation covers murdered screams Walk along like a lion herd Never bet, never bowed, never fixed, and never came All the little hands play die All the little mouths talk wide And they breathe and they choke And we've came to fucking sermons And the pitched dead plays on all the songs I should have been born a machete To watch the words come stuck in the mind I should have made grand Met the machine in the sand And scratched the awkward words into the height Of the stitches sewn This is the way This is the way This is the way This is the way We hang our blanket arms with nothing left The pride of hoarding futures, nothing more I should have been born a machete I should have been born a machete We should have been born The fucking queers that cry We should have been born The fucking queers that cry