Blank Gaze from Changing Tack by Bladderack

Heel bow
Shawl to crown
Woolen wings
Stretched proud
'til by knaves
We were found

Steal now
Steal now

They've called
The slave hounds
Gun shots
Fire drowned
Climb forth
The rock is sound
Ohh

Lay down
Lay down

If you wanna
come at me
come at me
come at me
come at me
come at me
come at me
You best be strong

Hound, hound
Mire marsh
Drowned ground
Hound, hound

We'll run
We'll run

Bodies stir, in red dawn
Teeth bared
Lines drawn
Wolf comes
To take the fawn
Oh, oh

Say come

If you wanna come at me
You come at me
And come at me
And come at me
And come at me
And come at me
You had best come strong

Say come

If you wanna come at me
You come at me
And come at me
And come at me
And come at me
And come at me
You had best come strong

I know
What vile
Seeds you’ll sow
In salt fields
Where nothing grows
Oh, Oh

Say come… If you wanna come at me…

Fist raised; bodies thrown
Gritted teeth
Flesh torn
Bloody pools and
Broken bones
A blank gaze

• Acoustic
• Folk
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