Текст песни Farm - Cultfever

Farm

Oh,\nWhat is this science?\nWhat are you trying\nTo take me back to where Ive been?\nAnd oh, who,\nWho are these humans?\nWhat are they doing?\nDont take me back to them.\nI learned to welcome witchcraft like an old familiar silk\nAnd I hate all of the reasons Ive put reason on a hill.\nBut I am still trying, oh!, trying hard to feel\nWith the madness of a tyrant Im relying on the kill\nAnd my heart, heart, is not that sort of part of me that does anything other\nthan beat…\nIve been taken up with tales, they are a welcome alibi.\nSince then I’ve tried, but then I quit, to look you squarely in the eye.\nAnd I suppose my familys scattered.\nIts my fault they left, alright\nBut they exploded and Im left with episodic omnicide\nAnd no I never worried on my sadness\nBecause I never blamed it on me.\nSo Ive got a reason to think this is the strangest, oh its the strangest way to\nbe…\nHow could the single mind in my head, oh, be so very very ready to go and just\ndivide\nitself dead dead?\nAnd your sorter of souls, hes asleep in his empyrean-- the best hes ever had\nAnd its a tie in a 3-way pilgrimage-- you’re furious? Ill take, Ill take it back\nYour sorter of souls, hes asleep in his empyrean-- the best hes ever had\nAre you minding your time in the pilgrimage-- you’re furious? Ill take,\nIll take it back\nI am breaking down these factory lines -- thats all Im asking of myself.