THE BEAST

LIFESWALLOWER - "The Trees Hide Their Bodies" Written by LIFESWALLOWER Taken from the self-titled debut EP, officially out on 1.9.26 via Prog On! Recordings. Written, filmed and starred in by James Moffatt GFX and transitions by Ben Harris-Hayes ----------------------------------------------------------------------- Lyrics: The hunt begins in earnest  Some desperate pleas before the end  You think you’ll get your own chance to enable  Divine comedy for sure! You think you’re so fucking clever  Coz you’ve your wits about you... You won’t be laughing  When my steed starts stamping  Your porcelain head into the ground    Begin, run, short of breath  Side of flesh, rip, dispose  Man short of life says he knows  Suffer, blind, closed.     Feels my true sight is finally honing in  Lambs are all led astray  And it’s in such a short time the alpha brings the glory   So unfortunate they say  When they get their way  They are nothing more than prey  You beg and plead for me to lead  But feeding is all that I need...   Deciding force, my feelings  I’m waiting for your refrain. Lost in the snow  Only thing stopping decay  Let the icicle dig in the vein  Brutalised fashion  I’m numb to the pain    We give the sign for release  Try to hide  It’s time to die    We are fleeing, on horizon, puppet strings detached  I just cannot go back again  Must seize this moment    Comfort ends...   Wallowed down to fucking depths  Despair  Enough to drink  Wanting a taste and smell   Of ending a life  A grizzly hunt  Feast – tie them up – restrict  A precious hate for me and you to    Bathe before  I revel in the gore  Ain’t it exciting?  Their falling before a hope to mount a charge  Their will to live was a joke  Sacrifice for me and it won’t quell my need for blood...    I’m primed and loaded, ready to go  Slash you to ribbons, a red hot salvo  I’ll execute my will and my testament  Extract the essence for peasantry pestilence.   Hunting feeds my soul, fearful men, swallowed whole... Hunting feeds my soul, fearful men, swallowed whole...   In the blackness of night,  Ones who escaped will freeze and die.   In the blackness of night  The trees hide their bodies from the sky.