Lyrics Burnt Year - Altar of Plagues

Burnt Year

Beating bright and in the eye
The isles of the body they turn
They are shaped by the flood
The onset of a blindness
Leeched and wearied
Unfolding somewhere else
It is gone and the body is stood blind
Back through a dirge, a remedy and a fever
Borders sketched without song
A child was buried here
Here my son was buried
And God danced around the coffin
And we danced with your God
And I watched my mother’s body
Raped by a prophet
I watched my son die