This bone hammer and this fleshless grin
This sickle's compass and this world of sin
I was born in the eye of nothing at all
If the whip falters then grab the tatters
And whip the driver 'til he bows down
The storm is coming and wind is blowing
And now it the time I must be going
I think I hear the Bell
I think I hear the Bell
Hold the diamond till it cuts the hand
Drink the blood and stain the land
I only know that wormhole where I drink on down
Take the bag and fill it up
Make a promise not to sleep
Attach the needle and write the letters I-M-N-O-T
I think I hear the Bell
I think I hear the Bell
credits
from Bourbon Sprawl,
released May 30, 2023
Ben Ratliff - Vocals, Rhythm Guitar
Jon Light - Pedal Steel
Ezra Gale - Bass
Bram Kincheloe - Drums
Drew Fleming - Lead Guitar
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