A Stench Of Sage LyricsI am the worm that moves from page to page Reaching for his arm, patched-up stripped sleeve Steel spirals shine from their vests This is madness Pure darkness Burning death-flies and contorted flesh Looking from the line, they mumbled Streams of steam tumble Drifting from our gums... A wish for the clouds; pure harsh rain I am the mixed menace I am the half-bred whore They didn’t ask for anything but our mothers forest floor
