Your Arms Hold Them to the Dark | The Aaron Clift Experiment

Lyrics

In church light, you eye callow young things
who stumble and follow you around
Your pray for them in hollow tongues
sung without making a sound

But the fools don’t know that your hallowed ground
is built on a shallow grave
And they swallow your shadows,
give themselves to your embrace
Now in darkness they wallow

Your arms hold them to the dark
Your arms hold them
Hold them

Burrow your lies into their skin,
tell them: “End your sins and atone”
And when your flock tries to repent,
suck the marrow from their bones

Let their weakened columns crumble to stone,
their stained glass melt away
All the heroes will be broken,
crushed by your embrace
and their sorrow will be forever

Your arms hold them to the dark
Your arms hold them
Hold them