[Intro] [24 sec dripping tremolo guitar + night insects, distant coyote howl, tape hiss building, no vocals] [Verse 1] [whispered low, then slowly rasping louder, detuned guitars creeping in] This life was never meant to be easy We were cast from paradise long ago Long ago Cast out from paradise [Verse 2] [same melody, vocals more broken and slurred, breath heavy] We were given agency To choose good or evil Good or evil Wisdom gained Ignorance lost Lost [Instrumental] [50 sec sliding bent notes, screen-door snare, glass-bottle roll, distant feedback swell, coyote howl faint] [Verse 3] [slurred and stumbling, cracked falsetto on “paradise” and “dust”, emotional weight building] God already lives in us From first breath to dust From first breath to dust Yeah, He lives in us [Verse 4] [most broken delivery yet, half-whispered rasp, close-mic’d stumble, tape hiss loud] And it is our own acts That bring the rust Our own acts Bring the rust Bring the rust [Outro] [90+ sec feedback swell rising slowly, heartbeat kick drum, guitar detuning and collapsing into hiss, vocals fading in and out slurred] From first breath to dust Our own acts Bring the rust Bring the rust ...rust [long decaying feedback, train-whistle drone, tape hiss swallows everything]
