Crones - Disemboweled Palomino Lyrics

A horse it's entrails hanging out
Gallops across my fevered scalp
Pink foam forms around its mouth
Its haste is older than your doubt

You will never understand
The ways this head has failed its hand
Will overthrown by a gland
Every promise returns to sand

Wading through the streets filled with blood
Can you hear them laughing from above?

All earthly flesh won't be enough
To fill up your endless cup
There is no purity you won't corrupt
And no vow you can't disrupt

Absolve me of body & mind
Forgive me my every crime
Eventually we'll do our time
Until the vibrations align

Wading through the streets filled with blood
Can you hear them laughing from above?

A horse it's entrails hanging out
Gallops across my fevered scalp
Pink foam forms around its mouth
Its haste is older than your doubt