Howlin Rain Death Prayer In Heaven's Orchard Lyrics

We are born into fire
Born beasts to hunt each other down
Build our churches of blood and murder
And judge our wealth by what we keep from each other
You brother once had love in hand
Now you keep only teeth and eyes
You walk the desert half wolf half god
Kicking at the skulls of husbands and daughters
We carry our hate like slaves
We are born buried to the grave
Down the path to the August orchards
The fruit and leaves are dusty with the heat
An old dog lays like a dinosaur
The way he’s beaten by the unforgiving sun
Beneath the trees wound within the shade
I held your arms and held onto your legs All your hot tears swallowed by the dust
With each tear our devices continue to rust…
But they sing our grace like prayers
We are born buried in our graves
We all run from the twisted grip
That holds our unspeakable doom
We live beneath those hands all our lives
The hang over our path like the thunderheads of hell
Run brother, keep on runnin’
You don’t have to live like the dealer of death
Run from your god to your last dying breath
And they’ll kick the dirt over our bones
When we call for the father’s arms

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