Ittō - Gift Horse | Текст песни

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Here we go again, stuck in the
same cycle of old versus the new
versus the bold versus the doomed.
Pattern as code, we deconstruct to
break the mold.

A pale horse is on the horizon, at
least that's always been their mission.
They conscript it, to destroy our vision.

To destroy our ambition, the science
of a christian and the irresponsibility
of religion.

I believe the time has come to seize
our futures back from false prophets.

Progress is living to our utmost potential, not by
anyone's lies anymore. Not afraid of the four, riding
and bringing the end to what they perpetuate and pretend

We'll take all of their deceit, and shove it down their throats!

I didn't mean to look you inside your mouth!
You preach of plagues but now you got your tongue caught in the stampede!

Ride your pale horse up high!
But i cant help to ask...
Why the long face?

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