Cate Le Bon
Terror of the Man
Make frightening plans
And seed them with your hands
It's the measure of the man
The weight of these words falls like feathers in the sand
And so tear me from the land
Tear me from the land
Tear me from the land

Spread fire through the grounds
Obliterate the towns
But spare us from the sounds
Snows of the summer fall like ashes in the hand
It's the terror of the man
Terror of the man
Terror of the man
Terror of the man
Terror of the man
Terror of the man
Terror of the man

Make frightening plans
Then tear me into strands
And then wear me like a man
Wave me in the wind, cocoon me in the sand
It's the terror of the man
Terror of the man
Terror of the man
Terror of the man
Terror of the man
Terror of the man
Terror of the man