Pan De Muerto - Albatross Lyrics

The shepherd
He walks among the sheep
Recites a verse with ease
Bound to sooth and fuel his greed
In prayers
The foreigner drowns his needs
And fasts on the believe
That fruits only are enough to feast
Oh, with what coin?
Nobody knows
Oh, but how he likes their gold
Feeling the heat drain
Right off the bone
As a touch on the shoulder
Is hold a bit too long
And down by the alley
He likes to take his nuns
Into a dimmed quarter
Until the room is fogged
But first he'll find
What's buried deep within the mind
What's frail enough to make one blind
From what's been hidden between rhymes
With iridescence
And eyes that do glow red
To question his verdict
Is to better be off dead
But first he'll find
What's buried deep within the mind
What's frail enough to make one blind
From what's been hidden between rhymes
A foul scent of rust
Don't let him find
What's buried deep within the mind
What's frail enough to make one blind
From what's been hidden between rhymes