Finch - Brother Bleed Brother

hate send out the signal
a mold of ugliness
thrown into the fire
brother bleed brother
what have you done, my son
with your desire

i'll hold my pride
until the end
i'll pray for us
to make it through
i'll hold my pride

love of conviction to cope
with the weight
of all our own mistakes
i'll open your eyes
in the end everything
everything dies
and i die for you

sifting seasons through the sun
spitting treason into your hand