Psalms Alive
๐ต 800 characters
โฑ๏ธ 4:09 duration
๐ ID: 10224009
๐ Lyrics
I am the nail that you can't strike
I am the spear that will run you through
And when the shots were falling we were sound asleep
And you filled your palms with dirty bombs
Instead of hand grenades
I am teeth which cannot bite
I'll tear your garden up by the roots
And when the shots were falling we were sound asleep
And you filled your palms with dirty bombs
Instead of hand grenades
Hear the seven bells toll
Ringing loud for you
Coroners and vultures
Cry out, "Gloria!"
All across the valley
Onward towards the sun
The two-bit prophet sways and
Pulls a price from everyone
Feel the heavy hoof-beats
Pound across the land
The sin of our forefathers
Lies within our clutching hands
What the planes pass over
Hear it's call-to-arms
The golden drunk of morning
Made me striaight my bended knee
I am the spear that will run you through
And when the shots were falling we were sound asleep
And you filled your palms with dirty bombs
Instead of hand grenades
I am teeth which cannot bite
I'll tear your garden up by the roots
And when the shots were falling we were sound asleep
And you filled your palms with dirty bombs
Instead of hand grenades
Hear the seven bells toll
Ringing loud for you
Coroners and vultures
Cry out, "Gloria!"
All across the valley
Onward towards the sun
The two-bit prophet sways and
Pulls a price from everyone
Feel the heavy hoof-beats
Pound across the land
The sin of our forefathers
Lies within our clutching hands
What the planes pass over
Hear it's call-to-arms
The golden drunk of morning
Made me striaight my bended knee
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:29.42] I am the nail that you can't strike
[00:36.45] I am the spear that will run you through
[00:44.33] And when the shots were falling we were sound asleep
[00:50.32] And you filled your palms with dirty bombs
[00:54.34] Instead of hand grenades
[01:01.90]
[01:25.50] I am teeth which cannot bite
[01:32.40] I'll tear your garden up by the roots
[01:40.41] And when the shots were falling we were sound asleep
[01:46.32] And you filled your palms with dirty bombs
[01:50.13] Instead of hand grenades
[01:56.67]
[02:07.99] Hear the seven bells toll
[02:11.48] Ringing loud for you
[02:14.97] Coroners and vultures
[02:17.55] Cry out, "Gloria!"
[02:21.90] All across the valley
[02:25.53] Onward towards the sun
[02:28.84] The two-bit prophet sways and
[02:31.66] Pulls a price from everyone
[02:35.99] Feel the heavy hoof-beats
[02:39.49] Pound across the land
[02:42.80] The sin of our forefathers
[02:45.69] Lies within our clutching hands
[02:49.96] What the planes pass over
[02:53.54] Hear it's call-to-arms
[02:56.79] The golden drunk of morning
[02:59.59] Made me striaight my bended knee
[03:03.63]
[00:36.45] I am the spear that will run you through
[00:44.33] And when the shots were falling we were sound asleep
[00:50.32] And you filled your palms with dirty bombs
[00:54.34] Instead of hand grenades
[01:01.90]
[01:25.50] I am teeth which cannot bite
[01:32.40] I'll tear your garden up by the roots
[01:40.41] And when the shots were falling we were sound asleep
[01:46.32] And you filled your palms with dirty bombs
[01:50.13] Instead of hand grenades
[01:56.67]
[02:07.99] Hear the seven bells toll
[02:11.48] Ringing loud for you
[02:14.97] Coroners and vultures
[02:17.55] Cry out, "Gloria!"
[02:21.90] All across the valley
[02:25.53] Onward towards the sun
[02:28.84] The two-bit prophet sways and
[02:31.66] Pulls a price from everyone
[02:35.99] Feel the heavy hoof-beats
[02:39.49] Pound across the land
[02:42.80] The sin of our forefathers
[02:45.69] Lies within our clutching hands
[02:49.96] What the planes pass over
[02:53.54] Hear it's call-to-arms
[02:56.79] The golden drunk of morning
[02:59.59] Made me striaight my bended knee
[03:03.63]