Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Buried Seat, artist - We Were Skeletons. Album song Blame & Aging, in the genre ХардкорDate of issue: 21.10.2012
Record label: We Were Skeletons
Song language: English
The Buried Seat |
| I find myself followed by the unassailable specter of depression: |
| A mournful black dog that sits beside me always, staring |
| And like having a scarf wrapped too tight about my throat |
| My wrists bound behind my back I lay in thralldom |
| To be tossed into a river, gripped by the current |
| And choking for want of air (and movement, and mirth…) |
| I lay thus entombed |
| In sheets |
| Of fabric |
| And coral, ever |
| Wondering when |
| My bonds shall |
| Be cut loose |
| Be a bridge |
| Unto my weeping |
| So I can cross |
| Over this valley |
| Without being snared |
| By the machinations |
| Of my mind |
| And weary heart |
| For a maiden sits upon my chest and I know not how to move her |