Choked - Sons and Daughters

Taking your time until they swallowed every line

Castrating everyone

Now there’s bodies on the run

We’re waiting we’re waiting

You’re burying my good name

Keep burying my name

Tight lips have cracked

Mouthing behind their backs

The forks down the throat of them all til we choked

We’re waiting we’re waiting

You’re burying my good name

Keep burying my name

And now we’re all sworn in by the shadows whisperings

Markings on the door

Then we drop onto the floor

We’re waiting we’re waiting

You’re burying my good name

Keep burying my name