LYRIC



The North sea prophet from the barren land
But he’s the king in a house of fools
His heart of glass was easily broken
The dog and devils and the dance man

Well let the wind blow change blow you away
You have an option live under his armour
I love to see a man and his primitive mess

These bitter fools of thousand years
The mounted figures form as a landscape
Too many hours on the pressure line
Open to suggestions time after time

Give us the air when repression …
We go beyond the pleasure of a simple thirst
The avenues a sin we built on thin ice
The … of justice is utterly wise

The looked to messiah … walks
Death to the whisper – unto it all
The looked to messiah … walks
Death to the whisper – unto it all

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