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Mgła

With Hearts Toward None IV

 

With Hearts Toward None IV

(album: With Hearts Toward None - 2012)


All hail reapers of hope
All hail the seer of confusion
To grind the sandstones of culture
And to reveal the true foundation
Of terror and fevers

Under vigilant eyes
Of watchdogs of psyche
Let loose by loving brethren
Jaws dripping with balm
Of righteous comfort
To pour upon conflict
Turmoil and friction

Now bite into the essence
And cut into fabric of life
Unearth the fragile construct
Below instilled order

Never surrender
Never retreat
In this the weapons
Are our very lives
Fuck hope and godspeed

done

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