I watch the work of my kin bold and boyful
Toying somewhere between love and abuse
Calling to join them the wretched and joyful
Shaking the wings of their terrible youths
Freshly disowned in some frozen devotion
No more alone or myself could I be
Looks like a strain to the arms it were open
No shortage of sordid, no protest from me
With her sweetened breath, and her tongue so mean
She's the angel of small death and the codeine scene
With her straw-blonde hair, her arms hard and lean
She's the angel of small death and the codeine scene
Feeling more human and hooked on her flesh I
Lay my heart down with the rest at her feet
Fresh from the fields, all feeder and fertile
It's bloody and raw, but I swear it is sweet
And lease this confusion, I'll wander the concrete
Wonder if better now having survived
Jarring of judgement and reasons defeat
The sweet heat of her breath in my mouth I'm alive
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- We Drink To Forget The Coming Storm
- Intrigue & Stuff Vol 1-4
- Acoustic
- The Legend Of Tarzan: Original Motion Picture Soundtrack
- Better Love
- Better Love (From "The Legend of Tarzan") [Single Version]
- KlangCafé V
- Spotify Sessions London
- Spotify Sessions (Live From Spotify, London)
- Whole Lotta Live. Best of Today FM Sessions
- Compilation
- Hozier (Deluxe Edition)
- Hozier (Special Edition)
- From Eden (Live At Sofar Sounds)
- Lay me dow
- Cherry Wine
- KlangCafé IV
- Live in America
- Spotify Sessions: Live at SXSW 2014
- This Is Acoustic