Difference between revisions of "Lyrics:Sacred Beast"
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Seeing the other sides of our disguise | Seeing the other sides of our disguise | ||
We thought we had found a separate | We thought we had found a separate peace | ||
Thought all our pain had finally been released | Thought all our pain had finally been released | ||
But as long as it's alive we'll never rest | But as long as it's alive we'll never rest | ||
Revision as of 21:35, 14 July 2011
We live in the service of the king Almighty in control of everything As the queen decides who lives and dies tonight We will sing Love was never more than going Our mission is to slay the sacred beast Who has come to claim our innocence at least And though those who went before us won't return For the feast We'll be riding high in going Worst of all it knows Its only truth is made of lies Wanting for aught and ever wise So there will need to be a compromise Easier to close our eyes Seeing the other sides of our disguise We thought we had found a separate peace Thought all our pain had finally been released But as long as it's alive we'll never rest In one piece Meanwhile may it join in going
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We live in the service of the King Almighty, in control of everything As the Queen decides who lives and dies Tonight we will sing Love was never more than simple (Whistling) Easiest thing Our mission is to slay the Sacred Beast Who has come to claim our innocence, at least And though those that went before us Won't return for the feast We’ll be riding high and swinging (Whistling) ‘Till we’re deceased First of all we know that we are dying for our lives Wanting for not and no surprise, so there will Need to be a war for love A fight in spite of death above Biting the hand that feeds it’s own demise We thought we had found a separate peace We thought all our pain had finally been released But as long as it's alive we’ll never rest in one piece Meanwhile may it join in whistling (Whistling) Worst of all it knows it’s only truth is made of lies Wanting for on and ever wise, so there will Need to be a compromise Easier to close our eyes Seeing the other sides of our disguise We thought love was only nice or mean Perhaps it’s something vaguely in-between So while neighbors’ fight to paint their yards The best shades of green We’ll be in the garden growing (Whistling) |