Riding the Low - Deck the Warhorse | Текст песни

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• Riding the Low
• Deck the Warhorse

Desperate times
Desperate men
Different means
Simple ends
Some may scurry
Under stares
Taking stance
What's waking there?
Some have God
Some are left
Left and lame
Encourage them
Razor tongued
A rebel hung
It someine's biggesr day
Oh yeah

Digitised
Ditty men
On his side
Nothing gained
Cross too bare
Some are lost in roles

Sorry man
It's not my war
I'm done back there
All is soiled
I am done
Beating on another

Deck the horse
Deck the warhorse

Feed their mouths
Make them proud

Died have I
In different ways
Oivotal he reigns again
Yeah

Oh no
What happened back there?
What happened?