Memento Mori - Antemasque

She was tied up to the tracks in the middle of the road

Clutching to the thorns of a rose that she fought but she couldn’t let go

Couldn’t let go

Perched upon his lung, she was tapping in his chest

I’ll be hiding in the dreams of your last will and testament

Testament

And if the only way out was just a straight ahead admission of guilt

Then he wouldn’t be sitting in the darkness, sharpening every excuse

You hit the bottle

You can’t drain the yellow out of your spine

If you would

If you would

If you would…

You hit the bottle

You can’t drain the yellow out of your spine

If you would

If you would

If you would…

Smothered by the time that he could never forget

Disassociation in the comfort of his dreams that she wouldn’t let go

Wouldn’t let go

And every time he woke up in the coldest sweat

Scrawled to the bone with her nails was the promise that she wouldn’t let go

Wouldn’t let go

And if the only way out was just a straight ahead admission of guilt

Then he wouldn’t be sitting in the darkness, sharpening every excuse

You hit the bottle

You can’t drain the yellow out of your spine

If you would

If you would

If you would…

You hit the bottle

You can’t drain the yellow out of your spine

If you would

If you would

If you would…

She will swing the hammer every night

Sleeping in the ditch beyond the pine

She must breathe the water every night

Taking every breath that you’ve denied

She will swing the hammer every night

Sleeping in the ditch

Sleeping in the ditch

Sleeping in the ditch beyond the pine

You hit the bottle

You can’t drain the yellow out of your spine

If you would

If you would

If you would…

You hit the bottle

You can’t drain the yellow out of your spine

If you would

If you would

If you would…

Momento mori

(background vocals unsure what they say)

Momento mori