Purity Ring Follow

The scent of my hands is familiar
To prostrated men in their call
To gargle on their spirits from fire, fire, fire, fire
Who speak with, so tenderly
Who speak with, so tenderly coax

The tinge of my eyes is familiar
To prostrated men in their call
To get close, close, close
To their closetly homes
Illuminate the words of the ghosts

Ears ringing, teeth clicking
Ears ringing, teeth clicking
Ears, ears
Ears ringing, teeth clicking
Ears ringing, teeth clicking
Ears ringing, teeth clicking
Ears ringing, teeth clicking
Ears, ears ring

The air is familiar,
So is that smell
Dead voices cover their mouths
Refill their quotas
With vessels of earth
And cry in detritioning bones

Dust of my necklace, familiar
To culminated piles
To the culminated piles of bones
That shift when the earth quakes
And trembles, trembles
And call these men up to their
And call these men up to their thrones

The scent of my skin is familiar
To prostrated men in their call
To gargle on their spirits from fire, fire, fire, fire
Who speak with, so tenderly
Who speak with, so tenderly coax

The air is familiar,
So is that smell
Dead voices cover their mouths
Refill their quotas
With vessels of earth
And the ladies that they have ungirthed

Ears ringing, teeth clicking
Ears ringing, teeth clicking
Ears ringing, teeth clicking
Ears ringing, teeth clicking
Ears, ears ring