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No Tomorrow

from L'appel du Vide by WitchHands

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We all have faces
Of savages that forgot
Animals burdened with thought
Time Flies, then you die
Today thee, Tomorrow me

Red of claw, Red of maw
Lioness bathes in red raw
Desperation that eats pride
Desperation you can’t hide
Break the bone,
Suck the marrow
For there is
No to-morrow

Lost in thought, briefly happy
I finally, forgot
Sing to me a melody
I fear this life, and getting old
No words cease agonies
So do as you please

Red of claw, Red of maw
Lioness bathes in red raw
Desperation that eats pride
Desperation you can’t hide
Break the bone,
Suck the marrow
For there is
No to-morrow

Objective suffering subjective beings, victims of imaginings
Streams of thought, things forgot, streams of time won’t stop flowing
Seeking and never finding, falling and never landing
It never lasts, sand always runs from the hour glass
Out of the womb and onto the pyre, entropy is deadly
No morality to judge me

Red of claw, Red of maw
Lioness bathes in red raw
Desperation that eats pride
Desperation you can’t hide
Break the bone,
Suck the marrow
For there is
No to-
Red of claw, Red of maw
Lioness bathes, in red raw
Desperation that eats pride
Desperation you can’t hide
Break the bone,
Suck the marrow
For there is
No to-morrow

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from L'appel du Vide, released May 24, 2019
Music by WitchHands
Lyrics by Ryan Flint

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WitchHands Colorado Springs, Colorado

WitchHands is a Colorado based Goth Rock / Deathrock band
D-beat rhythms, melodic synths, grinding guitars, and lyrics ranging from sad poetry to nihilistic rage.

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