Vocalist James Mercer sings on this electronica-flexed slice of indie-folk. "One Dead land's collided. You pour your life down the rifle's spiral and show us you've earned it." He explained the lyric during an interview on the NPR radio network: "I was thinking about religious violence and what it must be like to be in a situation where it seems that your fate has brought you to battle."
Dead lungs command it.
You pour your life down the rifle's spiral
And show us you've earned it.
Cleric's fog will recede right before your eyes.