The Black Heart Rebellion 00.18. Erase. Redraw our maps Lyrics

I'm a skeleton dressed in time. Lost among men no one sees. With seconds marching, the time is now. to make this coffin my throne. My throne of life. Like a cathedral to capture, a ship to board on. And by the time we reach the sea, The sand will get us above our knees. Static and blue tongued. We became aware Of how to feed with things unseen. And words unspoken. Static and blue tongued, I worry very well. How all around Is breathing death. Erase. Redraw our maps. And for what it's worth I will trade. This coffin for my throne.