grain of salt to wash the venom down

by Vulture Lung

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1.	trail 218 01:55	lyrics	buy track
content coyote grin when you finally break- through it all through it all dimensionless yur wingspan reaching toward Seekers future forward painted a portal on the wall then walked between revolving door. Dissolving in and out of form. sometimes I feel so small Found some resolve not trying to solve it all Calm shore raptor bones all washed up. I distinctly remember stop motion monarch butterflies in passing Cascades face full moon architect In the furthest tower a candle light flicker sinister Quills quilled curled parchment Drawing galaxy maps with mercury fingertips Crumpled page of echos dusty are its feathers The weight heavy on its dented helm. Sent to battle Lived to tell the tale an ancient spell The depths of which is not to be toyed with Thats an awfully long sample to lightly tread Grasping onto our shadows collapsing into ourselves Unsightly end Out better than in. Some said heavily worn out cassette What we hold there gets colder the older we get. Spider legs in the carrot cake Might strength be seen with kind eyes and patient hearts providing lanterns flame rift building excorsized soul searching shore for gospels improvised alternate reality on weekends and evenings try we to memorize what's dust amongst some authors? trails trailing our experience hearing eye clock owl umbral shroud vulture'd lung sundrenched sundress asunder
2.	dagger 02:42	lyrics	buy track
Oh it's that card thief with a long reach when the art speaks in honesty it's haunting. stories like stacked mania them castles // no longer daunting Cold soul cold feet not talking cool sneakz Counter Balanced blade and ember Smoke and mirror appear and disappear into thin may we come out of this and find our selves somehow more courageous Pages dripping like wax crescents Daggers are of ghosts Grain of grain of salt to wash the venom down. Bridges burn faint in lands far forgotten. becomes cage to it's crown How it feels when they're not around Found an answer in an antlered owl Parry the blade and stakes Bury the skulls, Bones on chain What remains sacred untampered tempered steel I adjust to the blows and fade into the form of a shade enormous my echo Drop pieces of the shroud Vulture. Grain of grain of salt to wash the venom down.

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released July 30, 2022

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Vulture Lung Seattle, Washington

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⧖ My story can never be told. I write it over and over, wherever we find shelter. I write of what I cannot speak: the truth. I write all I know of it, then I throw the pages to the wind. ⧖ ... more