Lyrics:
All my pains are locked in the coffer
All my greeds are locked in the coffer
Dont try to know
You and me are not even so close
So eat my dust
If
might've painted pain like it was the truest lie
Pent up pensive, melancholy surrounded but alone
Empty kingdom, coffers full, you can have the throne
Empty
the spear
Draw a line in the sand
Hold this ground in thy name
Far as one can see
Chain the people to the land
Sweat and blood fill the coffers
Dirt washed
Parasite and we all see
This can't go on
Say what you want to
I see right through
Cause I'm living from the sidelines
With my coffers lined
Wasting life
of the sky
Up on the hill he, seals your fate
And he laughs at your failures
And he mocks your saviours
Whilst you feed his coffers
With your sacrificial
She is the pillow-sharer
And covert-keeper
Of my moon-count
She owns a coffer-drum
To which I am
Deeply gist-bound
I'd ride a steering-oar
the heart of the mountainside
Later on I skipped town and today
I've been living undercover
Feeling thin as air
I've been searching through your coffers
of the coffer and the crown
Back from the brink of the deep down
Bearing down the northern winds blow
And drifting off as it starts to slow
Shifting to the left
Many of signs to think you'll turn around
Thoughts of losing you forever, can bring me down
I hope I filled your coffers with plenty of joy
I wait here
Hemmed in by earthly walls
Sights on sky; cosmos calls
Loopholes found; coffers filled
Cosmos bound. Blood's been spilled
Resource drain, no concern
I'm going to pull the plug
Coffer full of slugs
Hail the sun you know the movement
But you ought to hold your tongues
Lay me face down
horse
Full of Zyklon, while Judas' coffers overflow
What? New world
(Dis)
Order is nothing new
Choking on poison air pouring whiskey
Into crescent
a
Trojan horse full of zyklon while Judas' coffers overflow.
What? New world disorder is nothing new.
Choking on poison air pouring whiskey into
Half empty, half full
Cup runneth over
Horns of plenty, coffers full
We're starting over
Half empty, half full
Cup runneth over
Horns
dead or alive
I'll follow in line
rain empty the heavens rain empty the coffers
say say say say say say this isn't over
I'll get my nurse to turn me over
of cash
Clean out the coffers
And you’ll turn ash
If war is only with fists
You give up
When we are face to face
You get frightned
If war is only with
With the Winter Nearing
I wish to go North
To feel all the Cold
Has to offer
To empty my coffers
Of old tarnished coins
To trade them in
For
Human abstraction
Dominion in terror
Promised salvation
The coffers swell
Fed off the cruel irony
Of this late hour’s spoils
Their plan continues
everyday till they kokota the coffers
And everyday they gwan kokota the coffers
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They
must be crushed to keep them coffers filled
Keep 'em filled
You raise up your hand
You put 'em on the train
You don't know where they go, but you
in trickery
Steering steering prophecy
Fill the coffers for lust and greed
Dig deep falsehoods led astray paradise awaits
Now buy your fucking place
eh?
Well he can have it for a coffer a' gold
(There's a special place in hell for you
With the devil and the crew)
Me crews voice is stuck in me head
the coffers of the dead
RED RED RED
All I can see is
RED RED RED
All I can see is
RED RED RED
All I can see is red in my head
Blood that I could bleed or that I
and pride
But poison in the coffers
Spikes communal wine
There is no control
All must yield to me
But whose god to your leader
Which hell greets heresy
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