Icterine

Guess were running through the lines
Of what's been decided
Up and facing to the gods
Who keep us divided

Just look back and turn away
Its a devils reminder
That nothings here to stay
That the fight is behind her

Just a little burn, you know
It's just me, in the foreground
I can't keep up what you show
I will lead in the bloodhounds

I will keep my appetite
Till I find a reason not to
Ripe and ready for the fight
Won't you stop and let me hold you

Oh gods, their hands are open
Keep crossing every path
I know what you’ve been hoping
Keep it coming with those words
I can see it too, you’re not