Landing Craft - All Hail Lyrics

Far above the branches
Where we hang our chances
Wolves will gorge themselves
Dressed up for the kill
Requiems are unsung
Bleached in pale expressions
Pause before you go
Keep devils that you know

Burial
You couldn't dig yourself
Danger prone
And cut right to the bone
All rights preceding the sinking feeling

Sketch with lines and dashes
Memory filled with lapses
Ghosts will tell themselves
I did it for the thrill
Crueler words from kind tongues
Lost in calm abandon
Easy come and go
All hail the status quo

Sure as hell
I couldn't help myself
Burn the town
And all that comes around

With no hard feelings that need concealing