Armor For The Broken - The Black Harvest | Текст песни

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Tunnels follow the sounds as the streamlines fall asleep.
The Earth turns its shoulder to the member, couldn’t keep.
Jobs to feed their families {and time |they turn) to crying wise.
The muss that they have time will slowly fade for their lies.

Crush shows to create a change, you lost your dignity, swept underneath the carpet, the last place where you have me.
A simple grain on salt to kill you all the key. All these doorways that have load me away from this.

You never worn the color I hold you be.

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