Ghost Bees - Tear Ta**le Ogre Heart lyrics

And I know that you have an awfully big Wound in your stomach And I wish, my dear brother I could be god and mend it But god I trace your guts And wear them as a beauty mark Tear ta**el ogre heart Smolten ore from molten rock Tear ta**el ogre heart Smooth looms from willow bark Tear ta**el ogre heart God dreamt you in the dark An Isis sits by the doorway She says, "Hurry up, please, it's time" Jug jug to dirty ears Round your swords, my cavaliers Beat your breasts and choke your tears This young war will roar for years And though we can't account for it And though you said you'd die for it We would die for it, dear brother (We would die for it, dear brother) And I know that you have an awfully big wound And I wish, I wish-- Tear ta**el ogre heart Smolten ore from molten rock Tear ta**el ogre heart Smooth looms from willow bark Tear ta**el ogre heart God dreamt you in the dark I dreamt of the fallow field As the cities grew fatter with fear General Pol Pot dreamt of Mao's career Said let's start at year zero Let's make it a very good year And the cities were left With their red embers burning As they tore off your gla**es And imprisoned you for questioning In the fallow fields they built Your shallow graves attesting To the power of those loathsome legions Uncovered in a mausoleum Tear ta**el ogre heart Smolten ore from molten rock Tear ta**el ogre heart Smooth looms from willow bark Tear ta**el ogre heart God dreamt you in the dark