Sons of an Illustrious Father - Very Dew Dancers (BTR Live Studio) | Текст песни

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• Sons of an Illustrious Father
• Very Dew Dancers (BTR Live Studio)

Spiraling like Fibonacci sequence,
frequencies to bumping bass
and seeing through these semen,
caverns of complacent,
see what we can do,
adjacent to these turning tables,
all the world is waking,
but what I got in the time it's taking,
blood on pavement,
earth is quaking,
mom and pa got you, got you shaking, forsaking the sky and wanna go to vacan, can you possibly know peace, now, nevermore, don't quote, the raven, close the flaming, walls are caving but the, I know what it's like, the bright, the saving, bathing, numerals, ancient, newest, more praying, swaying bodies, all the children, fire back on bad desire, fight David, if you can.

Find the ongoing struggle hard again,
Putting model doors, go home with God again,
You walk around, you're inbound by inner truth, defied again,
But when we dance for a while, your wild incendiary, bury human family again.

Feel the currents,
rise, surge and urgent and narrow
virgin, those allergens, surgeons,
talking version on yourself,
aborted burdens,
keep your land stripped and burdened battered, saw them urging,
force a knife by wife,
life become the sacrifice,
another virgin,
urgent sirens,
rise the skies and now a fame is burden,
it's an urban world,
we too slow and all learning,
I've been hurting,
hell, I'm urging, we,
the sheep, the shepherds,
herd into slaughters,
sons and daughters pay the serpent,
draw the garden,
we been hurting for so long,
the same old song is sung again,
but can we finally deserve this, my friends.

Find the ongoing struggles hard -- my friend,
Model doors becoming one with God, open arm doors, go home with Him,
Again, defied our smiling and -- again.
But when we dance for a while, the wild incendiary, bury human family again.

See the rivers of hope,
rush and still within a child's eyes,
despite the brush and loads of loads,
you hush to hide behind the lies -- atonement,
blood, numbs and numb,
these wolves in sheep's disguise,
the hunted not the child in these trying -- my God, there's no such thing only -- thieves must run -- like the darkness will not last the night -- choose your side, you'll see me, duck into the skies, I wonder, will you.

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