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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Vulture Industries
Vulture Industries
Performer
Bjørnar Erevik Nilsen
Bjørnar Erevik Nilsen
Lead Vocals
Øyvind Madsen
Øyvind Madsen
Electric Guitar
Kyrre Teigen
Kyrre Teigen
Bass Guitar
Tor Helge Gjengedal
Tor Helge Gjengedal
Drums
Hans Marius Andersen
Hans Marius Andersen
Saxophone
Ine Terese Hogstad
Ine Terese Hogstad
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bjørnar Erevik Nilsen
Bjørnar Erevik Nilsen
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bjørnar Erevik Nilsen
Bjørnar Erevik Nilsen
Producer
Tony Lindgren
Tony Lindgren
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I stand before you naked inadequate A vessel bound to rot Like so many have before me And yet more to come, beneath the turf my lot But first I offer you my love If you can make use of me still Pray earth will not consume me before, my friend I know you've heard my plea I have been proud I have been envious and vile, and I have feasted greedily Yet I offer you my love If you can make use of it still All flesh grows weak Skin becomes bleak All joints will creak Bones turn to dust Each passing hurts Bound to the earth A painful birth Each passing hurts Bound to the earth You and I are bound together By a bond stretched through space and time And even if we never meet In some way I am yours and you are mine I have been lost, I have been searching Not knowing what I hoped to find And on the way I've seen Such sights to take my eyes and leave me blind I saw Wildfires raging, all seeming doomed For a brief moment there I saw you Then I knew nothing could break us Knew nothing could really make us Snapping our bones would only shake us Yet force could never, ever truly make us But I knew nothing could break us Knew nothing could really make us Snapping our bones would only shake us Brute force could never break us Wildfires raging, all seaming doomed For a brief moment there I saw you There I saw you (there I saw you) Bent yet unbroken beneath an unforgiving sky Defiant refusing to lie down and let the night take you Yeahh Yeahh These days, it's all about old men and what they See when they look into the cheval glass Each eager to plan his last mass, and have the hereafter Talk about how he went out with real class And have the hereafter talk about (how he went out with real class) Man, you've got to know If you keep staring at the world through reflective brass What you try to see it will show That your own head is in the way of what you try to grasp (And) And your head's a long way up your ass
Writer(s): Bjornar Erevik Nilsen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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