Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song This Barren Skin, artist - Funeral. Album song From These Wounds, in the genre Date of issue: 28.01.2007
Record label: Tabu
Song language: English
This Barren Skin |
| May I wear you this night |
| As we marvel at our death |
| I would wane within your art |
| As you would become me |
| Like ashes circling the pyre |
| With virtues of the seraphim |
| While prancing indifferently |
| Amid the devil’s fingers |
| The sun, the moon |
| Our garments of glee and distress |
| In their wake we are born dying |
| Voicing insignificance |
| Awake with me into glacial skies |
| As the earth below lies august |
| Should time be meek we may drink |
| Of oceans of ageless silence |
| The north is unfurling |
| It’s presence welded on us |
| Latent — a monument |
| Amid ethereal bosoms |
| We kneel in tragedy on tundra |
| This barren skin |
| Ailing slaves to the word |
| Within the rigid commandment of woe |
| Shackles corrode lesions |
| In the morning regions |
| Where the pores expose |
| Beneath a cynical host |
| Designs of irony |
| Raped and bereft of all |
| In a sigh of ephemeral room |
| And eternal baptism of fire |