Arms--aching like an arrow Wounded wing Shot--sinking like a sparrow Spiteful king Drowning hopeless in the water Diving in the clouds Crumble to the ground for We`re all upside down Chased--eaten by the empire Silk and sin Blocked--broken by the church choir They won`t sing Barricaded in the graveyard Shields of the holy dead Who can stop the army Spill the blood they shed Black--darker than the evening Colder than snow White--brighter than the daylight Flowers won`t grow Someone should have mixed The paint pot a wonderful grey Just talk amongst yourselves There`s so much to say Who`s listening to idiots anyway
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