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jordan-striegler
Canadian "You bet we fight, until pressed against six feet of distance and earth / Yeah we make mistakes that our fathers have made and my troubles come up from the earth / My teeth grit, fierce, and I beg you to understand, Grace is my name / Let Tongues run amok and fangs will breed on fangs / So keep your secrets in the mattress and pray that they don't escape / It's impossible act of building our bridges much faster than they burn / Stay, because I can't afford the distance shadowing my heart / And what good is a sinner if we haven't got grace" / - The Chariot , David De La Hoz , 2010.
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We now embark on the poles of the sea, lost to find the shores. Like mad men we're living on adverse held to the riches we adore. But whats wrong with this picture, I can't see through the walls of ice. Oh baby I'm a desperate victim, destroyed by my lustrous eyes. This is a calling of love, Am I right? You've heard me from the skies. S.O.S. Save our sons. Your presence gives me vigour to discover, Our truer path upon the sea. I fallowed the albatross. Fighting over sea foam skies deliver us to the morning light. Guided by the albatross. Advise now us from the devils night, from the oceans appetite These angels that I once held revered are now objects of controversy. Am I wrong to lick my lips for you know this hungers killing me. So against the good of her grace, gut rotted we strip her clean. Lost to sea for this vultures seizure, blessed be this vanity. And you know that they say if you living live for today, The relentless pray, and the promises from which I paid. I been destroyed once again by my lustrous eyes. I fallowed the albatross. Fighting over sea foam skies deliver us to the morning light. Guided by the albatross. Advise now us from the devils night, from the oceans appetite For a moment I thought I'd get away clean. But who can blame me sanity it ain't for me. They scream; You judas, you destroyer, You spineless heed we curse you life. You are ******* dead to me.
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Jan 30, 2014
Jan 30, 2014 at 5:31 PM UTC
jordan-striegler
The Albatross.
We now embark on the poles of the sea, lost to find the shores. Like mad men we're living on adverse held to the riches we adore. But whats wrong with this picture, I can't see through the walls of ice. Oh baby I'm a desperate victim, destroyed by my lustrous eyes. This is a calling of love, Am I right? You've heard me from the skies. S.O.S. Save our sons. Your presence gives me vigour to discover, Our truer path upon the sea. I fallowed the albatross. Fighting over sea foam skies deliver us to the morning light. Guided by the albatross. Advise now us from the devils night, from the oceans appetite These angels that I once held revered are now objects of controversy. Am I wrong to lick my lips for you know this hungers killing me. So against the good of her grace, gut rotted we strip her clean. Lost to sea for this vultures seizure, blessed be this vanity. And you know that they say if you living live for today, The relentless pray, and the promises from which I paid. I been destroyed once again by my lustrous eyes. I fallowed the albatross. Fighting over sea foam skies deliver us to the morning light. Guided by the albatross. Advise now us from the devils night, from the oceans appetite For a moment I thought I'd get away clean. But who can blame me sanity it ain't for me. They scream; You judas, you destroyer, You spineless heed we curse you life. You are ******* dead to me.
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