lyrics
callous to the needs i wonder
crawling down the crease of innocence
fallen to the knees of weapons
tribal to the creed of your respect
i know of a hill from a blank colored sill
you noticed the flames rising from army games
mistrial
loosen up a stitch from gray lips
grinning like a child sent to the hall
animate his limbs with fervor
feral disregard to penance copes
i know of a hill from a blank colored sill
you noticed the flames rising from army games
credits
from
dome swan,
track released September 23, 2011
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