[ti:A Wild, Shameless Plain] [ar:Every Time I Die] [al:Ex Lives] [t_time:(01:49)] [00:00.00]Every Time I Die - A Wild, Shameless Plain [00:00.23] [00:01.70]Old black tusks ripped off of the beast at the bank of the swamp [00:10.31]And carved into statues of arthritic gods [00:15.72]Or the handles of blunt swords that you'll one day ruin upon, [00:22.64]With your eyes covered in moss. [00:26.32] [00:28.01]Shot down in its sleep, [00:33.44]The big game of the world wide garbage heap. [00:37.56] [00:39.25]You mounted its head on your wall. The prize? [00:43.57]Hollowed out eyes, mold in the cracks of its skull. [00:50.60]The fur is matted with blood [00:52.36]and its tongue wet with mother's milk. [00:54.56] [00:55.61]The gates opened wide and bedlam came. [01:00.17]Wise men were forced into a layman's trade. [01:06.09]With nothing but time, chaos reigns. [01:12.62]A great quiet has followed you to here. [01:17.14]A blustering wind with nothing of worth in its heart or hands. [01:22.58]Your legacy is a dull catalogue of common things [01:33.90]You've never even seen the blood you've drawn [01:39.52]Or looked in the eyes of the kill you claim was yours [01:44.97]Before taking your picture with it. [01:47.17]