Dirt Poor Robins Downpour
[Verse 1]
There's a door in my head
Where a bird makes his bed
In winter
Composing a dirge in a flurry of slurs
And splinters
[Verse 2]
Drawn by decay
The swarm finds its prey
Where I brood
Filling my ears with the hissing of jeers
And wormwood
[Pre-Chorus]
But when my mind was almost dust
Struck a flash from above
But my eyes turned up
[Chorus]
The sky cracked with rain
And the Satan washed out in the thunderstorm
His brothers, they wept
And were swept to his feet in the downpour, the downpour
And oh, the door, I opened no more
For the vultures
[Instrumental bridge]
[Chorus]
The sky cracked with rain
And the Satan washed out in the thunderstorm
His brothers, they wept
And were swept to his feet in the downpour, the downpour
And oh, the door, I opened no more
For the vultures
