Brown Bird - Bow For Blade | Текст песни

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• Brown Bird
• Bow For Blade

Bred by skin, born to dust
Raised in flame and aged in rust
Build an alter on high for the world to see
Crawling stalks run to the sea
Scour every shore for industry
Burn the bulk of the battles in effigy
Falling through the sky
Crowds have gathered, mouths gaped open wide
Some shout and some are stupified
Others would rather be home
Though the cowards cast their qualms aloud
The falling still descend alone
Forced to birth, trained to trade
Anger feeds the child that music made
Frustration fuelin' the fire every step of the way
Over rocks and through the wood
Swallow all the reels and hail she could
That'll rage us but all we wanna do is play
Falling through the sky
Crowds have gathered, mouths gaped open wide
Some shout and some are stupified
Others would rather be home
Though the cowards cast their qualms aloud
The falling still descend alone
Brought with earth, sick with jade
Travel gon' make the luster fade
Toil cheek to cheek and bow to blade
Braced in flame and souls to keep
Desire won't let the monster sleep
We burn bright and broil in our crusade
Falling through the sky
Crowds have gathered, mouths gaped open wide
Some shout and some are stupified
Others would rather be home
Though the cowards cast their qualms aloud
The falling still descend alone

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