Yet Not I - Lie Cold

After prayers, lie cold
Be not too quickly warm again
Drink up the bitter water
Breathe in the chilly death
Soon enough comes the riot of our blood and breath

Slip into sweet reverie
Stare at a dead fire in a cold room
Don't you stir
Let sleeping dogs lie
Do neither what you ought nor what you like

The spirit of false motivations
Corrupting all the nations
Summon the father of all lies to be their guide
They will lie cold

Come alive dry bones
Turn to flesh heart of stone
Come alive dry bones
Turn to flesh heart of stone

Written by:
Cheyenne McKnight, Eric Davis

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