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Father mercy I’ll see you till the end
Lay your hands on me and tell me how to make amends
Move my fingers around your neck, unto your wretched acts
From repression, dot the lines of your vocal tract.
Pass me up with your blessed godly might
Passing laws without a single taste in sight
It’s so criminal
I learned to love with pain, destroy the self, and hate everyday
I remember all the faces, but I can’t recall a single name
You think I’m the only one to feel the touch of hell
A curse on myself
I guess we all have eyes, but fain in blindness and mental health
The kids cry in closets
They sleep in coffins
Repeat the crimes
We’ve got a book of matches, and nothing but hard times
My head hurts from time to time
Commit the same crimes most of the time
Reform and isolate, in the old time ways
Learn how to crush the child
They formed me out of clay
Chorus
The horses, they’re running to chaos with tails on fire
Light up the matches, and learn the wrath of might
Horses, they’re running to chaos with tails on fire
Blacken the eyes of those who bathe in light.
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released December 13, 2017
Jonzee-vocals
Lee-guitars,vocals
Andy-bass
Ross-drums
Will-trombone,vocals
Recorded, mixed, and mastered by Eliot Virula at Shed Recording outside of Nashville, TN
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