Steel That Sleeps the Eye - Baroness

Steel that sleeps with the morningstar

Would that I could sin once more

Blades will sing over stone and field

That their song might grace our fall

Pallid limbs in the raven’s thrall

Fracture sulphur honey skin

Waves are screaming abraxan hymns

So that shoreline virgins cry

Reel in place

'Til the bastards take me away

Sober taste of the eye