Epoch (Humanwine)

Icing from a 1,000 years of snow the seed and watch them grow honor and laughter around we can kill the bell on our own ocean our mother will swallow us whole Sometimes families change we have to make our own Sometimes families made they take out their own Not our own!! Tak' tet u'hn stehl something that's outside of me and seerling everdearling and far enough from it With our hands making the dream We're not helping it grow made it some clothes patches of thyme spent lying on the floor and i tore up my arms and made them like wings well, they could've been anything Peace. Son a Bitch! Why must you be this way? I sing in an empty ocean shell and this is not my home Only when ego is called can we judge our own Only when ego is called can we judge our own Sometimes families change we have to make our own Sometimes families change and we create our own Not our own!!! Tak' tet u'hn stehl something that's outside of me and seerling everdearling and far enough from it With our hands making a dream We're not helping it grow we've made it some clothes patches of thyme spent lying on the floor and it tore up its arms and made them like wings well, they could've been anything Please! Son of a bitch. Why must you be this way?