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Misfortune Teller Lyrics - Artist : DOWN
The will was lost
In cities of the dead The land around them mourned Too lax to comprehend The rife of wards The armies in the skies The muddled occupied feed On pseudo-catholic rites Rise, of the dead The word upon our heads is "forlorn" The size, of the dread Within our padlocked haunts we erode A grave mistake We're right back where we started from No brave escape It's right back here we come Resent yourself Misfortune's law Is sketched within our chests The ram's head has decided The sheep among us sleep The layman's worth The hole above his head The tyranny is clear The floor beneath is gone Rise, of the dead The words upon our heads is "forlorn" The size, of the dread Within our padlocked haunts we erode A grave mistake (We're) right back where we started from It's devastating It's right back here we come Resent yourself A grave mistake We're right back where we started from It's devastating It's right back here we come Resent yourself |
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