Ancestors, The Ancients

Chelsea Wolfe

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    Release your dead
    Release your dead
    Holy ancestors
    Holy ancestors
    I saw in you a pattern
    I saw the reason why
    They never saw it in you
    But I swear I saw it then
    In my head there’s a war
    In the end it’s a horror
    Can’t help the chemical’s form
    In my head there’s a warrior
    I saw in you a pattern
    I saw the reason why
    He never saw it in you
    But I swear I saw it then
    Release your dead
    Release your dead
    Holy ancestors
    Holy ancestors
    In my head there’s a war
    In the end it’s a horror
    The urge to kill getting stronger
    In my head there’s a warrior
    And it’s a war to feel whole
    And it’s a fear to feel at all
    And it’s the wonder at love
    And it’s the weight of her
    Release your dead
    (For me they’ve bled)
    Release your dead
    (Those wild men)
    Believe your dead
    (To give me dreams)
    Believe your dead
    (To bring me dreams)

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    Composition: Chelsea Wolfe

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