Gnostic Front letra

It's tragic to concede geothermals, to take the deus from the machina, and yet what could i have done? i bowed my head and just injured my neck. what could i have said? oh yes, ts, i have stuttered your words. what could i accept? because if it's all or nothing, then i've made my choice. what must i reject? and i know that in silence there is wisdom, but i know that this beauty is marred with peter's scars. and i know that in this vastness is veneration, but the bone was broke when nicea spoke. the beauty becomes the model becomes the law becomes the weight becomes the wisdom. not so far from surrendering myself, not so
Far from letting my sandcastles get washed away, not so far from wallowing in the pity, effaced or striking my own damn pose. but i know that in silence there is wisdom, and i know that this beauty is marred with peter's scars, and i know that in this vastness is veneration, but i know that i can't walk this road with my bones broke.

Million Dead - Letras

• A Song To Ruin
• Achillies Lung
• After The Rush Hour
• Bovine Spungiform Economics
• Breaking The Back
• Carthego Est Delenda
• Charlie And The Propaganda Myth Machine
• Chinua Achebe Will Have His Revenge On EC1
• Come On Sharon
• Engine Driver
• Everybody Needs To Read More Books
• Father my Father
• Gnostic Front
• Harmony, No Harmony
• Hipsterclad And Clueless
• Holloway Prison Blues
• I Am Become The South
• I Am The Party
• I Gave My Eyes To Stevie Wonder
• I Want To Get Shot At (By An Israeli Gun Squad)
• It's A Shit Business
• Living the Dream
• Macgyver
• Margot Kidder
• Murder and Create
• Mute Group
• One More Power Chord And The System's Done For
• Plan B
• Pornography For Cowards
• Reformulating The Challenge To Archism
• Relentless
• Smiling At Strangers On Trains
• The Eddison Address
• The Kids Are Going To Love It
• The Rise And Fall
• There Are Ghosts
• To Whom It May Concern