Panthers

Temper is a package
Pulling at its bow
Darling disasters
Help you growPanthers build their blood to bury
Daughters leave their dads to marryHide in the weeds
The orchestra
Is proving death againTemper is the warp
Speed of red flashes
And all the bells ringing
God forbid, God forbidDid I catch you in the flashes?
Did I catch you in the flashes?Hide with me
In the weeds
I'm proving deathAlive in the weeds
The orchestra
Is proving death