Lyrics Chelsea Wolfe

Chelsea Wolfe

Ancestors, The Ancients

Release your dead

Release your dead

Holy ancestors

Holy ancestors

I saw in you a pattern

I saw the reason why

They never saw it in you

But I swear I saw it then

In my head there’s a war

In the end it’s a horror

Can’t help the chemical’s form

In my head there’s a warrior

I saw in you a pattern

I saw the reason why

He never saw it in you

But I swear I saw it then

Release your dead

Release your dead

Holy ancestors

Holy ancestors

In my head there’s a war

In the end it’s a horror

The urge to kill getting stronger

In my head there’s a warrior

And it’s a war to feel whole

And it’s a fear to feel at all

And it’s the wonder at love

And it’s the weight of her

Release your dead

For me they’ve bled

Release your dead

Those wild men

Believe your dead

To give me dreams

Believe your dead

To bring me dreams