Sang soulless loud, step on flesh and nothing else
To well to drown and drown
Sleight of the reason, how they come
Cain in Shake my head and turn my face to the floor
Dead to respect, to respect to be born
Lest we forget who, who lay
Alone, the crowd spurning step by state
Blame something else
Thirsting within, without
Sighted, weeded, how they run
Slain in Shake my head and turn my face to the floor
Dead to respect, to respect to be born
Lest we forget who, who lay
Songwriters
FRIESE-GREENE, TIM/HOLLIS, MARK

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