Fineshrine Lyrics - Shrines - Purity Ring

Get a little closer, let fold 

Cut open my sternum, and pull 

My little ribs around you 

The rungs of me be under, under you 

I'll cut the soft pockets, let bleed 

Over the rocky cliffs that you leave 

To peer over and not forget what feet are 

Splitting threads of thunder over me 

That I might see with my chest and sink 

Into the edges round you 

Into the lakes and quarry's that brink 

On all the edges round you 

Get a little closer, let fold 

Cut open my sternum, and pull 

My little ribs around you 

The lungs of me be crowns over you 

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Get a little closer, let fold 

Cut open my sternum, and pull 

My little ribs around you 

The rungs of me be under, under you 

I'll cut the soft pockets, let bleed 

Over the rocky cliffs that you leave 

To peer over and not forget what feet are 

Splitting threads of thunder over me 

Listen closely, closely to the floor 

Emitting all its graces through the pores 

You make a fine shrine in me 

You build a fine shrine in me 

That I might see with my chest and sink 

Into the edges round you 

Into the lakes and quarry's that brink 

On all the edges round you 

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Get a little closer, let fold 

Cut open my sternum, and pull 

My little ribs around you 

The lungs of me be crowns over you 

Get a little closer, let fold 

Cut open my sternum, and pull 

My little ribs around you 

The rungs of me be under, under you