lakhey

on the line

on my conscience

burning bright

touch the surface

gather round

save a seat

there's a hole inside

there's a show to find

grab yourself another seven drinks

my love

there's danger in the sermon

don't you think

my love

living just to wait for a dancer that will last

hail to the slave and the sacrifice

these mountains and the stars tend to steal the light

so young until we're told that they gave us life

now movement is a virtue and vice tonight

by the sound

by the window

over ground

there's the answer

gather round

save a seat

there's a hole inside

there's a show to find

appease me with your warm and mild fangs

my love

the villagers are terrified and wild

my love

swirling through the ether

the dancer in the mask

hail to the slave and the sacrifice

these mountains and the stars tend to steal the light

so young until we're told that they gave us life

now movement is a virtue and vice tonight

hail to the slave and the sacrifice

these mountains and the stars tend to steal the light

so young until we're told that they gave us life

now movement is a virtue and vice tonight

hail to the slave and the sacrifice

the mountains and the stars tend to steal the light

so young until we're told that they gave us life

now movement is a virtue and vice tonight

hail to the slave and the sacrifice

the mountains and the stars tend to steal the light

so young until we're told that they gave us life

now movement is a virtue and vice tonight