Relinquished - Job For A Cowboy

Time corrodes as her jaws have locked themselves into place.

He’ll die at the grips of her own hands!

This woman carries her victims to their passing.

They hold back tight.

They hold back tight.

Time slowly corrodes asher jaws have…

Time slowly corrodes, locked into place.

She carries her victims to their passing.

When this woman arches back her skin sheds from her limbs!

As her flesh piles at, at her own feet.

As her flesh piles at, at her own feet.

This disease continues to dilate as it imerses through the air, immerses

through the air.

She can no longer hide what she is, what she is.

Contamination grows in the town where she lays.

Contamination grows in the town where she lays and where she sleeps.

Her people before her beg for forgiveness.

Beg for forgiveness.

From their bare hands!