标题:Origins
艺人:Today I Caught The Plague
专辑:Lore
节拍:Fast Rock ♩ = 110
Heed these words, and canine, spread: resurrection lies in the hands of men, and women. Lay bodies over dirt fields, spreading once-wood ashes upon the dead. Now, go tell the false mortals of ill taught ways: their dealings with dying. Free them indefinitely, of losses pain." With that the quadruped fled on hastened heels, on, through death-fields none would have known, if not for lethargy. A bearer's rest would spell disaster. As the dog slept his god grew restless, sent a second bearer in his stead, tragically forgetful of what was said. With renewed vigour of repose, canine arrived on sullen scene: burnt bodies buried under pervasive earth. "Cease these actions presently; all you've known of what comes when corpses shun breath has left them lifeless." Failing persuading the faithful, the unwelcome "cur" left man to his meddling. and so we die; the passing of time weighing on our minds.
