Ungirthed Lyrics

Lyric discussion by stevens32 

Cover art for Ungirthed lyrics by Purity Ring

This is what I hear for a couple of the missing pieces:

The tinge of my eyes is familiar to prostrated men in their call to (?) get close, close, close

To culminated piles, that shift when the earth quakes It trembles, trembles (?) and call these men up to their, call these men up their thrones

to me the chorus sounds like,

the air is familiar, so is that scale dead voices cover their rooms refill their altars, vessels of you and cry in detritioning bones

'Dust of' sounds more like 'dust off' (also, maybe my knuckles instead of necklace?)

I think you're right about most of the lines except for the "refill their altars, vessels of you" And I've been finding a lot of little typos in the lyrics I submitted originally. I meant to type "Dust off my necklace"

Thanks though :D