Aeolian Harp (Under The World) Songtext / Lyric

Now is the end of the gentile

Pluck aeolian harp, my child

Beyond the lust of this moment

Thin as a pine slat

It does no good to call you mine






You're a big brown bull

Button up and button down

Now grim pilgrim, he come around

As he did he will roll

Drivin' like there ain't no God at all



He digs his hole

I let him go

I let him go



Do you see the day far on?

Brothers, it is a line

There is no buffalo outside rifle child

It is more than hunger

That betrays my heart



I just let him go

Well, I let him go