Sam Moore & The Bad Palace - Seven Deadly Sins | Текст песни

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Seven pains from seven chains
Each with seven different names
Seven ways to weigh me down

Seven steps I slowly crept
Towards an ever swelling debt
Seven graces on the ground

Sleep without a cover
And bare my skin to earth
Feel the warmth of others
And roll away those heavy days
Where treachery of mind has given birth

Seven lies on seven nights
Seven looks behind my eyes
Seven different ways to cheat

Seven cuts spill the guts
Of those seven sullen sluts
Seven rotten cuts of meat

Sleep without a cover
And bare my skin to earth
Feel the warmth of others
And roll away those heavy days
Where treachery of mind has given…

Oh this mortal coil of mine
Has bent under the weight
Of blunders that hold nothing but
An outdated biblical disgrace
Of wickedness and fall from grace

Seven clocks have all stopped
Their ticking sins no longer tock
Only seven scars remain

See seven hounds they chased me down
Barking seven different nouns
But all seven were my name

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