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Heart Of A Coward

Turmoil I - Wolves

 

Turmoil I - Wolves

(الألبوم: Deliverance - 2015)


Our time has come, we've come undone
The ground that shakes beneath us, stained red with blood
A grave of many secrets, charred by the sun
We'll show no signs of weakness, we are amidst the wolves
Brace your fucking selves

Barely alive, nothing but another drone in a hive
You stand alone upon the wreckage of a broken home
We are reborn in the eye of the storm
We gather up the strength to try
But again and again we'll fucking fail

And this is all that we know
The malnutrition of a dying soul

We are the chosen ones
Now you will come undone

Sacred hate, take the weight
Bear it on your bones
Sacred hate, fill the graves
Fodder for the crows
Our resistance led to where we are now
We are amidst the wolves and we won't back down

We're counting down these numbered days
We'll try and try, yeah, again and again we'll fucking fail

You will smile as you watch us suffer
You will behold your downfall with horror
We are thirsty for perversity
We laugh in the face of adversity

And this is all that we know
The malnutrition of a dying soul

Sacred hate, take the weight
Bear it on your bones
Sacred hate, fill the graves
Fodder for the crows
Our resistance led to where we are now
We are amidst the wolves and we won't back down

A grave of many secrets, charred by the sun
A grave of many secrets, charred by the sun
We are the chosen ones
Now you will come undone
A grave of many secrets, charred by the sun
We'll show no signs of weakness, we are amidst the wolves

But you must die before you can be born again

Sacred hate, take the weight
Bear it on your bones
Sacred hate, fill the graves
Fodder for the crows
Our resistance led to where we are now
We are amidst the wolves and we won't back down

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