Birth of Violence - Chelsea Wolfe

I see you harvesting

I see you wrapped in my way

But you won’t get away with it, honey

No, you’ll never come close to me

You will forgive me if I’m lean

Or comatose on codeine

We were baptized: grey stones and azure river

To wake me from this twilight sleep

As we draw near the waiting room

With the nod of two white owls

One to sedate her, one shot to stop her heart

Dear Ethel, all the lights in the city went out

Birth of violence

Sister of the road

I see your defenses

I take ten paces

I’ve come to know what I need

I visualize while I bleed

Townes sent a mudslide

An early morning shiver

Won’t let them take you from me

Birth of violence

Sister of the road

I see your defenses

I take ten paces

Baby, you are

Baby, you are

Baby, you are

Baby, you are

The only one

The only one

The only one

The only one