The Dear Hunter - In Cauda Venenum
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We"re biting our tongues; biding our time
An apparition awoken with an urge to
own and occupy
"Who ever said this was easy?"
A majesty"s massacre floods
the fields of red
blood to your body naturally
rushes the blood to your head
And now with hands aligned
these arms move tonight
and we cry "we can not allow this,
This is terrible"
With ideals we"re idle as they
lust for more.
oh if we settle the score.
We"ve never been so
excited to see you before.
In the cradle we are helpless
but on our feet we are fatal
how we evolve and grow into
twisted beasts with a desire for disorder
OH what a terrible game we play;
replacing the pawn for a body.
And the players? Politicians
who say what they need to say
Now with hands aligned
