Trinkets Pale of Moon lyrics

[Verse 1]
By the landfill I lust
I burn their clothing before I dig into the ground
I am Janus-faced, Belial with vines
You're gonna wish you hadn't run
Clarodine is callin' me
I hear the hearts of tiny beaten drums
I feigned umbrage at my bruising fists
You're goin' to wish you hadn't run

[Chorus]
And with these trinkets pale of moon, senescent charms become a
Bludgeon of wrinkles when I nurse your tired heart
For every time you hear the strain of lullabies collapsing
Walk towards the echo and let it hold you tremblin'

[Verse 2]
Their gourds are punctured easily
Amnesia fumes in little twists of silk
Induce this multi-strobe with melody
You're gonna wish you hadn't run
I sing your epicedium
My father taught me when I was young
You'll wear the tattered fringe of hangnail regalia
You're gonna wish you hadn't run
[Chorus]
And with these trinkets pale of moon, senescent charms become a
Bludgeon of wrinkles when I nurse your tired heart
For every time you hear the strain of lullabies collapsing
Walk towards the echo and let it hold you tremblin'

[Instrumental Outro]