O'Death — Low Tide lyrics
The page contains the lyrics of the song "Low Tide" by O'Death.
Lyrics
Worth handed down
Some sacred plane
And still by age
You’ve done to me What I could not
And ripped the earth
From out its flesh
I’d mine the ground
To free her yet
Behind the call
I plant the face in water
I held her broken feet
I taught the wave that caught her
Now she is yours to keep
Oh god, my hate
Could fill the air
With open wounds
With vacant stare
I heart the heat
I caught the waves too
You’ve done to me Not all the base too
I plant the face in water
I held her broken feet
I taught the wave that caught her
Now she is yours to keep