Lyrics:

Finding feathers in my extended hand
Hearing my heart defend its plan
I'll fuck off from this festival of fiends
And harrow Hell 'til all of my friends are free
She led me inside the sarcophagus
And begged me not to forget us
She fed me beneath the metal mountain
And left me by the night surrounded
We know, we know what happened to death
But I don't have to say why
We know, we know what happened to death
But I don't have to say why
Finding feathers in my extended hand
Hearing my heart defend its plan
I'll fuck off from this festival of fiends
And harrow Hell 'til all of my friends are free
We know, we know what happened to death
But I don't have to say why
We know, we know what happened to death
But I don't have to say why