Jomon (feat. Armand Hammer) [Preservation Rework]

No greater honor 

Peace is made

Approach the stone

Wet the blade

The day's been long

The sun is high

66 eyes on each wing

Boy it's time to ride

It's your time to ride

Open arms

You won't chase pain anymore

Follow where it's warm

War no more

Falling on your swordEarth sips lips barely parted

Whore red

She smiles 

No greater honor

Mom told me to write till it walks off the page

Till it bleeds

The slaves built a stage of bone and teeth on a Midsummer's Day

Sky for a ceiling, red clay for a seat

Sunfall

The night raise like a curtain 

From the forest they came to say their lines, sing their pain

The play had no name

A silver moon lit the way, howling loons

The hounds bay

Over this paradise I was given free reign

When I got got, brother gave me free game 

In the vestibule, fluorescent's flickering

Black hole in the blicka, a whole solar system

"Don't die over nothing, my ****"