Black cloud forms around my brain. (Hold to the banks).(The rushing of tides)
No gods left they've gone insane. (Fighting for air)(Choking on lies)
Where will we be when it all turns to rust. (Burn all the banks)(set them on fire)
Fall in line, with the dust. (Gather the thieves)(To throw on the pyre)
Now we won't taste the salt of the sea. Another the fruit of the tree.
The sulfur of empire guns, in the air like the light of the sun.
Sunrise won't save us, did he know when he made us that we'd all end up this way.
So we're biting our tongues at the face of our guns. Our legs are not chained but how long?
Black cloud forms around this land. (Hold to the banks)(The rushing of tides)
Heaven sent his darkest hand. (Fighting for air)(Choking on lies)
So where will we go when the rivers run low. (Burn all the banks)(set them on fire)
Blind my eyes as the blood starts to flow. (Gather the thieves)(To throw on the pyre)
Now we won't taste the salt of the sea. Another the fruit of the tree.
The sulfur of empire guns, in the air like the light of the sun
Falling from grace like bird giving chase to a river stone.
Now we're biting our wings as we turn into things we never thought we could be.
Who's that knocking, who's that knocking on the door?
They broke the windows out, left the pieces on the floor.
Where we're going, where we are and where we'll be
Is all relative to the level of the sea.
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fell into Days n' Daze when I was travelling, thanks to some of my road dogs. I don't have that freedom anymore but I feel a piece of it Everytime I listen to their music. love y'all! thefool309
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Comme d'habitude, j'ai bien du mal à choisir une "favorite track" avec ce groupe de Trashgrass qui excelle dans son domaine.
Mais là, j'ai réussi à me décider finalement. XD EklektikTrip
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this album truly feels like a journey. there is a strong atmosphere of transience and solidarity, a feeling of constant change. if you commit yourself to listening through, you will come out a different person. crowskult