Shrine of The Crows - Mosquito Song

The night hums low, it’s a needle hum, Sweet blood music, here they come. Sweat drips slow on the preacher’s throat, The air so thick, it can barely float. Buzz…buzz…buzz They hum my sins where the swamp decays. I bleed, I burn, but I don’t belong… I’m just hummin’ along to the mosquito song. There’s a hymn in the whine, a hunger tune, A choir of wings beneath the moon. Each bite a prayer, each sting a psalm, And I let ‘em feed ‘til the fever’s calm. Buzz…buzz…buzz They hum my sins where the swamp decays. I bleed, I burn, but I don’t belong… I’m just hummin’ along to the mosquito song. Now I sit in the dark where the cattails sway, Let the hum take my soul away. I ain’t dead, but I ain’t too strong, Just another verse in the mosquito song. Buzz…buzz…buzz… They hum my sins where the swamp decays. I bleed, I burn, but I don’t belong… Buzz…buzz…buzz… They hum my sins where the swamp decays. I bleed, I burn, but I don’t belong… I’m just hummin’ along to the mosquito song.