Goodpasture
Art of Defeat
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A question leaves the gate as fables count apostles Stitches hold the wound at bay while the cavalry blossoms Dried lungs split blood and the dirt is stained with losses We beg and scream for peace, but peace is strung on crosses Marching the crusade with a whimpering smile Masking the pain like the death of a child Without a shiver or judgement A grave is just a grave Noble deeds only pacify, as we tread each priceless hour Crippled men carry lifeless limbs; if only time would let them borrow Some free time or some lost space, it would do our simple thoughts right in Some free will or a thick rope I believe, would do just the same Without a shiver or judgement A grave is just a grave Dried lungs split blood and the dirt is stained with losses We beg and scream for peace, but peace is strung on crosses Holy wars only pauperize; as we drill straight to the bottom Prostitutes flirt with casualties; dancing round such casual causes A question leaves the gates as we trample all, the sick, the weak Dried lungs split blood While Martyrs hang from crosses We beg and scream The dirt is stained with losses
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