Sartoris Lyrics

Cuff you one feel my tradition reckon you in its dying repetition
Lay you out true to my kind next one down in your bled out bloodline

Bound to an ancestry, bound to follow, lest something lead you astray
Young fostered under code, not too cryptic as to not clearly convey
When not to raise your head and where not to tread

Bound to an ancestry, bound to follow, lest something lead you astray
Young fostered under code, not too cryptic as to not clearly convey
When not to raise your head and where not to tread

Sleep is finally come (Let it)
You who've waked so long (Lead you)
You built your throne on them (Lead you astray)
Your foundation's gone

Cover the bloom you wore
With the strange new soil in the town where you were born
Three feet down you can't tell
The scent of a horse and a courage you knew so well

No bloody moon