'Neath - When The Birds Lie Dead lyrics

We abandon clemancy Embracing our malevolence Only when the birds lie dead Will a smile return to this face Trust given to you is ever misplaced I perceive the negative in your parlance I'd rather your silence to your counsel I'd favour your absence to your pity Crouched in the corner Embracing itself in a picture of weakness A broken, disgraceful display Howling out and milking the tears You demand of us With elusive intent Filthy your constant demur Brace for our impious war Only when the birds lie dead Will a smile return to his face