The Angry River (feat. Father John Misty and S.I. Istwa) [Theme From the HBO® Series True Detective]

The emptiness that we confess
 In the dimmest hour of day
 In the common town, they make a sound
 Like the low, sad moan of prey
 The bitter taste, the hidden face
 Of the lost forgotten child
 The darkest need
 The slowest speed
 The debt unreconciled
 These photographs mean nothing
 To the poison that they take
 Before a moment's glory
 The light begins to fade
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 The outward cost
 Of all we've lost
 As we looked the other way
 We've paid the price for this cruel device
 Till we have nothing left to pay
 The river goes where the current flows
 The lightning must destroy
 Events conspire to set a fire
 With the methods we employ
 These dead men walk on water
 A cold blood runs through their veins
 The angry river rises
 As we step into the rain
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 These photographs mean nothing
 To the poison that they take
 The angry river rises
 As we step into the rain