Offered Blood - Moon Tooth

Breathe

It’s real

Sleep, wake, again, again

Try to wrap your mind around what could follow

I give you but a glimpse

And your blood’s turned to fire

This is what the voice said to me

And then in a thunderous roar, it said

I don’t apply to any of your rules

I am the fire you were before you were you

You begin to see how I’ve been waiting

You will not set mid-stride

For we’ve yet to run, let alone fly

So courage

O sore bones, O ache, O offered blood

The gift of pain well-earned

Throbs and volts welcomed as conversation few others understand

They say look brother how we’ve climbed

Four winds and only solid’s left to lift

But mass is pretend when you play at spectacle

All the silent tingles in the air pulse

And the animals know you’re coming

Iweall

Iweall

Iweall

Iweall