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Stones

 

Stones

(album: Pyre Of The Black Heart - 2020)


An old crone with a face of bone
A heart of stone within a circle of stones
She told me I'd have stones in my shoes
With stones in my mouth, I kept singing the blues

My suit was torn in the emptiness of outer space
I float forever between a rock and a hard place

Stones, falling from the sky, more stones
Growing from the ground, more stones
Traveling the stars, more stones
Boring thankless lifeless

Stones, falling from the sky, more stones
Growing from the ground, more stones
Traveling the stars, more stones
Boring thankless lifeless stones

Under my feet, the cobblestones clack
Am I the butt of their constant crack?
The marble shines, the sheen won't fade
A man can't outlast whatever he's made
The righteous will gather, the first stone is soon to fly
Against the old wall of stone, the blasphemer will die

Stones, falling from the sky, more stones
Growing from the ground, more stones
Traveling the stars, more stones
Boring thankless lifeless

Stones, falling from the sky, more stones
Growing from the ground, more stones
Traveling the stars, more stones
Boring thankless lifeless stones, yeah

Hey, hey, yeah

Pyramids were made, now bury your dead
In stones there's a statement very easily read
It'll be just you, your treasures and wives
The stones keep on sitting over your lost lives

My suit was torn in the emptiness of outer space
I float forever between a rock and a hard place

Stones, falling from the sky, more stones
Growing from the ground, more stones
Traveling the stars, more stones
Boring thankless lifeless

Stones, falling from the sky, more stones
Growing from the ground, more stones
Traveling the stars, more stones
Boring thankless lifeless stones, stones

Growing from the ground, more stones
Traveling the stars, more stones
Boring thankless lifeless stones

Oh yeah
Hey, hey
Hey, hey, yeah

Crushing wind indifference
Are bones under my stones
Voyeurs of misfortune
Are bones under my stones
Yeah, yeah

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