Lyrics Chelsea Wolfe – Ancestors, The Ancients

I saw in you a pattern
I saw the reason why
They never saw it in you
But I swear I saw it then
In my head there’s a war
In the end it’s a horror
Can’t help the chemical’s form
In my head there’s a warrior
I saw in you a pattern
I saw the reason why
He never saw it in you
But I swear I saw it then
Release your dead
Release your dead
Holy ancestors
Holy ancestors
In my head there’s a war
In the end it’s a horror
The urge to kill getting stronger
In my head there’s a warrior
And it’s a war to feel whole
And it’s a fear to feel at all
And it’s the wonder at love
And it’s the weight of her
Release your dead
(for me they’ve bled)

Release your dead
(those wild men)
Believe your dead
(to give me dreams)
Believe your dead
(to bring me dreams)