Transmigrate from Quietus EP by GAROTTE
Tracklist
| 3. | Transmigrate | 3:26 |
Lyrics
My face flakes to dust with the touch of the rising sun
Tracing the cool breeze with the charcoal ash that fell
I feel myself fading away,
enriching the loam.
To the present abode of humankind.
As distinct from heaven or hell.
Falling from grace, left behind.
Reduced to a lone sublunary cell.
I am in hell.
All's left is flesh and bone
Reduced to clay and stone
Receding back to my old home
My cold earthen throne
As distinct from heaven or hell.
Falling from grace, left behind.
Reduced to a lone sublunary cell.
I am in hell.
In hell.
And now, maggots, feast on my flesh as I return to the earth.
My bones grow into roots of trees. I will return to the earth.
Let them bestow a limb
in every direction
Then open all my veins,
that I may swim
To thee, my Maker,
in that crimson lake
And now, maggots, feast on my flesh as I return to the earth.
My bones grow into roots of trees. I will return to the earth.
And now, maggots, feast on my flesh as I return to the earth.
My bones grow into roots of trees. I will return to the earth.
