Pentatones – The Beast

LYRIC
The Beast

The beast that are coming round to play
Never conjures alter in the shape
I beat them a very scraggly coat
Live amongst them more

The beast that are coming round to play
Never conjures alter in the shape
I beat them a very scraggly coat
Live amongst them more

burry my land
Lick my milk and then rest
Branches creak in the cradle woods
Who's afraid
Who's the the wolf

You wolf, you are
You wolf, you are
You wolf, you are
You wolf
Who are the beasts

You beat you, their will is to repay
A real want for something that can't wait
In darkness the hand is for the fears
When shivers hit, all the death is wait
The beast that are coming round to play
Never conjures alter in the shape
I beat them a very scraggly coat
I live amongst them more

burry my land
Lick my milk and then rest
Branches creak in the cradle woods
Who's afraid
Who's the the wolf

You wolf, you are
You wolf, you are
You wolf, you are
You wolf
Who are the beasts
You are the
Beast that is coming round to play
Never conjures alter in the shape
I beat you a very scraggly coat
Live amongst your fell

You wolf, you are
You wolf, you are
You wolf, you are
You wolf
Who are the beasts
You are the beast

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