The Fall - R.O.D. lyrics

[The Fall - R.O.D. lyrics]

It's approaching 600 pounds gas and flesh
Robes in tatters it's approaching
Lips and tongue abhorrent flickering lexicon
Or a stray dog pack leader

Hide hide
All good people hang out for a result
Hide dive hide
Reasonable people in silence do exult
Realm of dusk

The Northerns look at the North ones
Their brains are unhinged by the sun

Rare stone our faces are rare stone
It comes to take them move out the armies

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