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St. Anthony of the Deserts

from We Are Our Own Saviors by Headless Relatives

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The hot sands can kill you
But it's the phantom sirens
That you really need to fear
They will lure you to the red wastes
Because they know that you
Are beyond their clutches here

But it takes little to escape them
Weave rushes into mats
Braid palm leaves for hours on end
Wait for serenity to descend

Don't speak too often
Don't ever raise your voice
And never start a fight
And don't forget to make the brown bread
It can last us months
If you do it right

And whenever you are idle
Weave rushes into mats
Braid palm leaves for hours on end
Wait for serenity to descend

The hot sands can kill you
But it's the phantom sirens
That you really need to fear
They will lure you to the red wastes
But don't worry
You're beyond their clutches here

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from We Are Our Own Saviors, released February 4, 2013

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Headless Relatives Glens Falls, New York

Headless Relatives play songs. These songs feature desperate individuals, bittersweet memories, and ancient Egyptian gods. Some of these songs can be found here.

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