Lyrics Lower the Cut - Bloodspot

Lower the Cut

thresholds of a different age
with a haunting present in hands
the time to act passed away
this seed is spoiled — and it kisses our children sick
focus all the beauty and pleasure away
and feeding virus becomes pandemic
and we infect it with new ideas
this seed is spoiled — and it kisses our children sick
may our fathers rain down on us
to head the state — face the threat — LOWER THE CUT!
against tradition!
— we cut slow, but we cut deep
the worse the threat, the worse the line
LOWER THE CUT!
forswear circles of plenty — depletion causing the weight
reduction of abundance
the first step is the one that sates
GANGSHOOUTS ERST AB HIER!
LOWER THE CUT!