Husk Lyrics

There's a rumor that you're speaking in tongues

And you've lost all control

Motor functions not a power you hold

Least not a power of yours



Oh, queen of mischief, mysterious one

I want your beautiful soul

Your tales are legend

The things that you've done

They say you're not of this world



Contorted angel, they sent you a priest

But you were busy I'm told

You're a weapon of the darkest design

You claim you're centuries old



Now come with me

Suffer as my fugitive

Sliding in between

Other worlds

Into dreams

You and I infiltrate, horror

Manifesting screams

Take them down



Unholy spectre

Can this be the end

Am I finally free

Transmission in the marks on my skin

You know I've tried to come clean

You know I've tried to come clean

Oh, let this be a dream