Rose Kemp - Lead Coffin | Текст песни

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Growing scarred. Soft heads we have, soft arms too.
All tribal ways are lost, my nomadic adventurers.

Turn around and look: all ares we have are graceless.
Hold up ever part of life
tare and rip it with your teeth
until it's a broken bleeding feast
until it lies in waste in the field
make it yield. Sap it dry. Crush it up and stab and tare.
Carve it's bones bare.
And then we might remember why we are here.
We are just visitors among the shades of green.
High in the shades of green.

Brought together by sound and all of it's heart
together we're bound, never to part

Taught by it's touching welt,
it's welting touch
and there's nothing that hurts quite so much.

Perhaps to know why we're here
we'll have to leave,
it might then be too late to reappear.

\"Hold you're line\", he said\"
\"hold your nerve\"
\"dignity\", he said;
\"don't you run\", run far.

We can build a shield of our own bodies,
pile them high!

Lowing. Peace shall not
come for a barren hand shake,
but joy can conquer
if for this hour.

Stand up, be whole now,
as if we know how.
Put your hands high,
one whisper turns into thunder.

Our ribs will open.
Spew forth dimensions
of sound, vibrations
when you give us hope.

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