Scoundrel Wraith from which daylight escapes
Out the gore of ruin, I'm tearing myself
Soul hiss and sputter, conducting me in the
Mortem sound
Thrilling pain
Strangled in piano wire
Conduct me in the mortem sound
Below the branches of scalping forests
Razor talons decapitate
Bouquets of cirrhotic poppies
Grown out the abscess
Battalions of harpies flock & feast
Upon the wailing fruit
Hemorrhaging to the sound of being heard
They hemorrhage to the sound of being heard
Usurp every little morsel of pulse
Hear my sedition
Fear no regime
In the forest of never-rising suns
Let me suffer
Make me sin
Oh, Scoundrel Wraith
I await your reaping
In venomous firmament
There is nothing left to bind myself
To any other living thing
SLUGCRUST - Scoundrel // Wraith Lyrics
SLUGCRUST - Scoundrel // Wraith Lyrics
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Scoundrel Wraith from which daylight escapes
Out the gore of ruin, I'm tearing myself
Soul hiss and sputter, conducting me in the
Mortem sound
Thrilling pain
Strangled in piano wire
Conduct me in the mortem sound
Below the branches of scalping forests
Razor talons decapitate
Bouquets of cirrhotic poppies
Grown out the abscess
Battalions of harpies flock & feast
Upon the wailing fruit
Hemorrhaging to the sound of being heard
They hemorrhage to the sound of being heard
Usurp every little morsel of pulse
Hear my sedition
Fear no regime
In the forest of never-rising suns
Let me suffer
Make me sin
Oh, Scoundrel Wraith
I await your reaping
In venomous firmament
There is nothing left to bind myself
To any other living thing
Out the gore of ruin, I'm tearing myself
Soul hiss and sputter, conducting me in the
Mortem sound
Thrilling pain
Strangled in piano wire
Conduct me in the mortem sound
Below the branches of scalping forests
Razor talons decapitate
Bouquets of cirrhotic poppies
Grown out the abscess
Battalions of harpies flock & feast
Upon the wailing fruit
Hemorrhaging to the sound of being heard
They hemorrhage to the sound of being heard
Usurp every little morsel of pulse
Hear my sedition
Fear no regime
In the forest of never-rising suns
Let me suffer
Make me sin
Oh, Scoundrel Wraith
I await your reaping
In venomous firmament
There is nothing left to bind myself
To any other living thing
Writer: Brett Terrapin, Derrick Caperton, Jesse Cole
Copyright: Lyrics © ROYALTY SOLUTIONS CORP, Royalty Solutions Corp
Copyright: Lyrics © ROYALTY SOLUTIONS CORP, Royalty Solutions Corp
Performed By: SLUGCRUST
Language: English
Length: 1:31
Written by: Brett Terrapin, Derrick Caperton, Jesse Cole