Thee Oh Sees - C

C Whose smoke I see up on the burning bow? I squint my eyes but I still don't know. I've been smelling fear on you Burning buildings, morning dew. Who swings the sword of the violent night? Poor baby didn't put up a fight. Now they're hungry for our blood, Elbows deep in fetid mud. Creature crawling in the morning light Belly dragging, oh, what a sight! Awfully swollen, eyes askew No more human hunter do. Slide down deep, baby, in its lair Laying among the bones and hair. This evening begins anew, Creature, come on, slay a few.