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Alan Booth - The Sending Lyrics

Escape from the black death
No corpses on the island
One sent to investigate

Go forth and dispatch our absent brother
Go forth and dispatch our absent brother
Go forth and dispatch our absent brother
Go forth and dispatch our absent brother (Go forth)
Go forth and dispatch our absent brother
Go forth and dispatch our absent brother
Go forth and dispatch our absent brother
Go forth and dispatch our absent brother
Thus is made the Sending

Dead bodies everywhere
Stone houses left wide open
But here's a bolted door
A sign of a survivor

Trap the Sending inside a lamb bone
Codger's cave-skull, burning human bellies
Fly released from his bony prison
Like a mountain, trees flattened by wingbeats
All consuming swallows other Sendings

Now everybody's dead
And we are free from Sendings
Repopulate the Earth
Incestuous new bloodline
With the help of an old cave-dweller
Ugly face, but helpful
We are safe from the rusty spectres
Don't judge a book by its cover

Mother in the pen
Primp and charm the men
Take my swaddling rags to don
And dance with them
And dance with them
Mother in the pen
Primp and charm the men
Take my swaddling rags to don
And dance with them
And dance with them
Mother in the pen
Primp and charm the men
Take my swaddling rags to don
And dance with them
And dance with them
Mother in the pen
Primp and charm the men
Take my swaddling rags to don
And dance with them
And dance with them
Mother in the pen
Primp and charm the men
Take my swaddling rags to don
And dance with them
And dance with them
Mother in the pen
Primp and charm the men
Take my swaddling rags to don
And dance with them
And dance with them