Death Vessel — The Widening lyrics

The page contains the lyrics of the song "The Widening" by Death Vessel.

Lyrics

The strapping and the seam have parted ways and come clean
Crustaceous in form and cratered with A-shaped holes
Wide, wide, it’s a wide divide
Hands, hands, a show of hands
All oceans aside, I’m drifting and stupefied
In the black interest rows of a nation unearthed too slow and so Wide, wide, it’s a wide divide
Rake, rake, over the coals that shake
Hands, hands, a show of hands
Embers burn hands