i've bit my final tongue... set back, bold and in a stranglehold, we perceive the SIN as our main food for thought! TOOK HEADS THAT NEVER HUNG SO LOW! i've bit my final tongue, you only hear me when the temper hits... LET SLIP THE DOGS OF WAR! flood to fire... our conscience burns beneath the seas... as we've found ourselves in this hell! at one with the temper that fell... in time the human smile shall fade, through these days of waste... these faces left to haunt us. in time the human smile will fade... through these days we waste! THESE DAYS THAT CIRCLE THE DRAIN! there's nothing left to save, there's no convincing her, no use in changing our ways! her violent seas, her squall our karma will leave us floating face down! her temper is a sea... we are her UNFORGIVEN! now breathe...
credits
from Lateral Lines,
released June 6, 2014
Song written and performed by Atlantic. Recorded/Produced/Mixed/Mastered by Callan Orr @ Avalanche Studios
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