The Kyle December - Of Swans & Swastikas testo lyric

TESTO

Some crippled dream where I handle shame and scars
As I've been floating flat on my back, a martyr
Lead me on and on to the closing prayer
Dissolution, the spirit wet and cold

You are the never
Still, I sing your song
It's been our tomorrow

Some crippled dream where I dangle on unclear tropes
I wish you fuck me one more time before I get drunk
Drag me back and forth as I am addled
Venations of the coppicing wound

I am the animal
Still, you tear the flesh and reap the marrow

Some crippled dream where I follow you again
The pleasant warm eventually burns
The flame, as a leader
Lead me on and on to the Father's son
Revelations, is God really dead or not on the way to hell?

You are the one
Still, you are the sun of swans and swastikas
Swans and swastikas
Swans and swastikas
Swans and swastikas
Swans and swastikas