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Songs | Albums | Album Arts
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Lyricist: Norma Jean
Lyrics:
I. A Clot of Tragedy
Bring this underground Bring this to its knees Marching in slumber Swelling shades of mystery
We have the motive to breathe And to feed from the mouth of deceit From the mouth of Bring this to its knees
Bring this underground Bring this to its knees Bring this underground Bring this to its knees
Mutual fear will bring bring us peace As the raven builds its nest Builds its nest
We have the motive to breathe And to feed from the mouth of deceit We have the motive to breathe And to feed from the mouth of deceit
We have the motive to breathe And to feed from the mouth of deceit II. A Swarm of Dedication
I'm haunted by the strains of human limitation Haunted by the strains of human limitation Limitation Haunted I'm haunted by the strains of human limitation Haunted by the strains of human limitation Limitation
We have the motive to breathe And to feed from the mouth of deceit We have the motive to breathe And to feed from the mouth of deceit
I'm sending you letters like I'm daring you to In relation to you going astray What seemed like a lifetime spent riding On the wings of the backwards devils It was as if I had fled, from a lion, only to meet a bear Cut off when I saw the unseen Sending me to my home Covered with dust and ashes Humiliation and insignificance Oh, the curious teeth of a bear Those fangs, a continual lash and spur onto dedication I will not be moved or shaken I will not be mislead
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