Blot - Keep My Eyes From Other Hands (Act 1) | Текст песни

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I saw a bird didn't get to the south
This is broken glass from the mirror that you swallow now
Your faith my lies
One thousand frightened tears
They run away from your eyes

And now they came to me..

God keep my eyes from other hands
The same man makes us to change the sheets
it isn't Christ embracing me
He crucified to get it ...

We eat the same feed
Finally the same things kill us the same way of death

my Christ's never risen
Your Christ just gone away from a pile of bones
I won't us to share on reusable
kind
I've seen this is bore
unseen and infected by my mother's tears
We're on different needles
Have look on your knees
We've got the same holes
But I gonna leave it


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