Thee Oh Sees - The Poem lyrics

And so I'm told, on a night so cold In a forest black and deep There hangs a scene whose none ears had seen A swollen cloud of speech Their throats turned out, like empty pockets shrug And feathered in crimson drops And from his hand a sword did land Upon this mossy rug Two babes had their tip-top bells well rang And sang in whispering reeds Was loud and bright for such a darkened night A cloudless night indeed And in the morn, a lark did land Upon this upturned hand The yellow breast was unimpressed At this retreat to the land