Chelsea Wolfe — Ancestors, The Ancients

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I feel rapid
I feel rapid
Release your dead
Release your dead
Holy ancestors
Holy ancestors
I saw in you, a pattern
I saw the reason why

They never saw it in you
But I swear, I saw it then
In my head, there’s a war
In the end, it’s a horror
Can’t help the chemical’s form

In my head, there’s a warrior
I saw in you, a pattern
I saw the reason why
He never saw it in you
But I swear, I saw it then
Release your dead
Release your dead

Holy ancestors
Holy ancestors
In my head, there’s a war
In the end, it’s a horror
The urge to kill, getting stronger
In my head, there’s a warrior

And it’s a war to feel whole
And it’s a fear to feel at all
And it’s the wonder at love
And it’s the weight of her
For me, they’ve bled
Those wild men
To give me dreams
To bring me dreams