My Kappa Roots - 6. Fleeting Like Etain lyrics

By the night the entire sect connecting in the darkness digest We run wild headlong straight into an abbatoir Cause we are carnal at the carcasses Guess we're carnal at the carcasses Cold pit side cranes in the wind My young girl's dancing Turned our (?) We pick the prickled flowers from the lawn That's when we’re dashed against the gates of desire That's when we’re dashed against thе gates of desire Wе pitch, turn (?) We were lone satellites in the fog We tumble through the undergrowth Bramble babies born of a buried wind Guess we're carnal at the carcasses Guess we're carnal at the carcasses And she says we’re not born of the stars above We are but fleeting moments in the sun And there is no higher glory Just a quiet human end She says we’re not born of the stars above We are but fleeting moments in the sun And there is no higher glory Just a quiet human end She says we're not born of the stars above We are but fleeting moments in the sun And there is no higher glory Just a quiet human end Just a quiet human end Just a quiet human end Just a quiet human end Just a quiet human end