[Lyric] Little Devout (Ruune)

[Verse 1]
I screech symphony at the cacophony lift
Hundreds mourn the concrete warning
Rattle-free of this, vocal regard
Questions scatter among silent branches
Disperse awareness a perception predator!
Dart your chatter!
Dart your chances, my terrain cousins!

[Chorus]
Don’t make a noise, clean off your dry rot
Take one last conducted shot
Don't make a noise, clean off your dry rot
Take one last conductive shot

[Verse 2]
Drain the sky in a fixed restriction
Sway in this direction, a coagulated bliss
Blades of glass fill this answer flight, your side eyed contempt:
Lock it away. Relaxed regalia calls for a single kind of hate
But harmonious descent calls for holy rest
[Chorus]
Don’t make a noise, clean off your dry rot:
Take one last conducted shot
Don't make a noise, clean off your dry rot:
Take one last conductive shot

[Outro]
Praying blades
Make seven sturdy meadow collectors living in snarl houses
Eight claws surround the little devout
"Hide your pentacles", "Hide your doubt"
"Bush Sage Elm Coat, Shape-Shifting Wool"
"Bush Sage Elm Coat, Shape-Shifting Wool"
"Bush Sage Elm Coat, Shape-Shifting Wool"
"Bush Sage Elm Coat, Shape-Shifting Wool"