Bird of Bones - Scarecrow [Rock] 2015 | Текст песни

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• Scarecrow [Rock] 2015

=Scarecrow=

1.
Jester's eyes
Mourn the gone fame
As sympathized the prophet race
Indulgence or a lapse from grace

Nimble's my mind
Dear is my pain
It leads me through the dark of days
Until I find a better place

Now realm is infested
With men of an easy replacement
Not easiest thing to see
Your hangman-to-be
Makes the crow your archenemy

CHORUS
Feel the temptation to crucify?
When idols holding their grip on time
Hard to keep in denial
Reckless desire
To skin a scarecrow

2.
Every crossroad
Marked on my face
Where wind is playing
With castoff clothes
Yeah, I am surely one of those

Carrion knows no rest and
No tongue ever truly expressed it
Rare mind is so blind to see
Your hangman-to-be
Makes the crow your archenemy

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