Baroness - Psalms Alive lyrics
[Baroness - Psalms Alive lyrics]
I am the spear that will run you through
And when the shots were falling
We were sound asleep
And you filled your palms with dirty bombs
Instead of hand grenades
I am teeth which cannot bite
I'll tear your garden up by the roots
And when the shots were falling
We were sound asleep
And you filled your palms with dirty bombs
Instead of hand grenades
Hear the seven bell tolls
Ringing loud for you coroners and vultures
Cry out "Gloria!"
All across the valley
Onwards towards the sun
The two-bit prophet sways and
Pulls a price from everyone
Feel the heavy hoof-beats
Pound across the land
The sins of our forefathers
Lay within our clutching hands
Watch the plane pass over
Hear it's call-to-arms
The golden drunk of morning
Made me straight my bended knee
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