Western

Lost within they stalk the grounds abuse the art

Let it spread into the mind before the blood

The repetition sparks mutation in your heart

Keep you reaching until your stabbing in the dark

End through sins and shed the fabric of your soul

Before the stains were more than just a sign of war

Torn through the baited eyes and threat signals they set

Some stray and some of them are waking up

It's easing into place and out of our control

This self-destructing self-inflicted rope we cling onto