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I'm finally getting around to making palettes for the entire Murder by Death album Who Will Survive and What Will Be Left of Them

This is song number nine, pillars of salt

the cello and piano in this song are amazing!

you can see more about the albums story here.



Our fingers are missing

They litter the ground

Grass will never grow near this town again



The frames on the walls

Are crooked and empty

These shoulders bend low towards the dirt



I made a deal

To get us out of this place

But I am falling apart

With each step I take

And as the pieces fall

I count them all.