a blank keyboard sits;
the myth is now told,
god chose us to fight this war
against endless teeth.
no common language
then a hand falls to the ground
a new tongue is born.
the wise man speaks plans
the youth offers his own flesh
the tribe chooses blood.
......
a blank keyboard sits;
the myth is now told,
god chose us to fight this war
against endless teeth.
no common language
then a hand falls to the ground
a new tongue is born.
the wise man speaks plans
the youth offers his own flesh
the tribe chooses blood.
......