Dead Man's Gun - Oh Sees

It’s a part of us I see

In ecstasy, we extirpate

Electrifies the night time sky

Squeezing out colossal cries

In the seconds after blast

A dead man’s gun lays in the grass

Deemphasized by fusillade

Lain upon hematic graves

Houses broken under heft

Of cloven hoof, the horse of death

Breathing poison gas attack

Raze the people like an axe

Exercise in slow erasure

Humankind and earthly nature

Smoldering, the ashen claw

Closing all the exit doors

Perhaps now Terra can rest

Less this great weight upon her chest

All the systems are now gone

No more human persuasion

In the seconds after blast

A dead man’s gun lays in the grass

Deemphasized by fusillade

Lain upon hematic graves