Ashes In the Fall
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โฑ๏ธ 4:37 duration
๐ ID: 558498
๐ Lyrics
A mass of hands press on the market window
Ghosts of progress
Dressed in slow death
Feeding on hunger
And glaring through the promise
Upon the food that rots slowly in the aisle
A mass of nameless at the oasis
That hides the graves beneath the master's hill
Are buried for drinking
The rivers water while
Shackled to the the line at the empty well
This is the new sound, just like the old sound
Just like the noose wound, over the new ground
This is the new sound, just like the old sound
Just like the noose wound, over new ground
Listen to the facist sing
"Take hope here
War is elsewhere
You were chosen
This is Gods land
Soon we'll be free
Of blot and mixture
Seeds planted by our Forefathers hand"
A mass of promises
Begin to rupture
Like the pockets Of the new world kings
Like swollen stomachs In Appalachia
Like the priest that fucked you as he whispered holy things
A mass of tears have transform the stones now
Sharpened on suffering
And woven into the slings
Hope lies in the rubble of this rich fortress
Taking today what tomorrow never brings
This is the new sound, just like the old sound
Just like the noose wound, over new ground
This is the new sound, just like the old sound
Just like the noose wound, over the new ground
This is the new sound, just like the old sound
Just like the noose wound, over the new ground
Ain't the new sound, just like the old sound
Look at the noose now, over the, over the, over the burning ground
Ain't it funny how the factory doors close
Round the time that the school doors close
Round the time that the doors of the jail cells
Open up to greet you like the reaper
Ain't its funny how the factory doors close
Round the time that the school doors close
Round the time that a hundred thousand jail cells
Open up to greet you like the reaper
Oh, oh
Oasis
This is no oasis
This is the new sound, just like the old sound
Just like the noose wound, over the new ground
This is the new sound, just like the old sound
Just like the noose wound, over the new ground
Like ashes in the fall
Ghosts of progress
Dressed in slow death
Feeding on hunger
And glaring through the promise
Upon the food that rots slowly in the aisle
A mass of nameless at the oasis
That hides the graves beneath the master's hill
Are buried for drinking
The rivers water while
Shackled to the the line at the empty well
This is the new sound, just like the old sound
Just like the noose wound, over the new ground
This is the new sound, just like the old sound
Just like the noose wound, over new ground
Listen to the facist sing
"Take hope here
War is elsewhere
You were chosen
This is Gods land
Soon we'll be free
Of blot and mixture
Seeds planted by our Forefathers hand"
A mass of promises
Begin to rupture
Like the pockets Of the new world kings
Like swollen stomachs In Appalachia
Like the priest that fucked you as he whispered holy things
A mass of tears have transform the stones now
Sharpened on suffering
And woven into the slings
Hope lies in the rubble of this rich fortress
Taking today what tomorrow never brings
This is the new sound, just like the old sound
Just like the noose wound, over new ground
This is the new sound, just like the old sound
Just like the noose wound, over the new ground
This is the new sound, just like the old sound
Just like the noose wound, over the new ground
Ain't the new sound, just like the old sound
Look at the noose now, over the, over the, over the burning ground
Ain't it funny how the factory doors close
Round the time that the school doors close
Round the time that the doors of the jail cells
Open up to greet you like the reaper
Ain't its funny how the factory doors close
Round the time that the school doors close
Round the time that a hundred thousand jail cells
Open up to greet you like the reaper
Oh, oh
Oasis
This is no oasis
This is the new sound, just like the old sound
Just like the noose wound, over the new ground
This is the new sound, just like the old sound
Just like the noose wound, over the new ground
Like ashes in the fall
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:26.51] A mass of hands press on the market window
[00:30.42] Ghosts of progress
[00:31.93] Dressed in slow death
[00:33.60] Feeding on hunger
[00:35.22] And glaring through the promise
[00:37.03] Upon the food that rots slowly in the aisle
[00:40.38] A mass of nameless at the oasis
[00:43.68] That hides the graves beneath the master's hill
[00:47.24] Are buried for drinking
[00:49.09] The rivers water while
[00:50.64] Shackled to the the line at the empty well
[00:54.17] This is the new sound, just like the old sound
[00:57.56] Just like the noose wound, over the new ground
[01:00.85] This is the new sound, just like the old sound
[01:04.28] Just like the noose wound, over new ground
[01:18.80] Listen to the facist sing
[01:21.09] "Take hope here
[01:23.16] War is elsewhere
[01:24.78] You were chosen
[01:26.06] This is Gods land
[01:27.70] Soon we'll be free
[01:29.44] Of blot and mixture
[01:31.05] Seeds planted by our Forefathers hand"
[01:34.29] A mass of promises
[01:36.09] Begin to rupture
[01:37.59] Like the pockets Of the new world kings
[01:40.95] Like swollen stomachs In Appalachia
[01:44.34] Like the priest that fucked you as he whispered holy things
[01:47.86] A mass of tears have transform the stones now
[01:51.17] Sharpened on suffering
[01:52.93] And woven into the slings
[01:54.48] Hope lies in the rubble of this rich fortress
[01:57.78] Taking today what tomorrow never brings
[02:01.60] This is the new sound, just like the old sound
[02:05.03] Just like the noose wound, over new ground
[02:08.01] This is the new sound, just like the old sound
[02:10.04] Just like the noose wound, over the new ground
[02:15.14] This is the new sound, just like the old sound
[02:21.57] Just like the noose wound, over the new ground
[02:28.30] Ain't the new sound, just like the old sound
[02:35.29] Look at the noose now, over the, over the, over the burning ground
[02:42.13] Ain't it funny how the factory doors close
[02:45.58] Round the time that the school doors close
[02:48.58] Round the time that the doors of the jail cells
[02:52.50] Open up to greet you like the reaper
[02:55.70] Ain't its funny how the factory doors close
[02:59.03] Round the time that the school doors close
[03:02.53] Round the time that a hundred thousand jail cells
[03:05.86] Open up to greet you like the reaper
[03:12.74] Oh, oh
[03:23.05] Oasis
[03:29.82] This is no oasis
[03:37.51] This is the new sound, just like the old sound
[03:40.61] Just like the noose wound, over the new ground
[03:43.95] This is the new sound, just like the old sound
[03:47.38] Just like the noose wound, over the new ground
[03:51.96] Like ashes in the fall
[00:30.42] Ghosts of progress
[00:31.93] Dressed in slow death
[00:33.60] Feeding on hunger
[00:35.22] And glaring through the promise
[00:37.03] Upon the food that rots slowly in the aisle
[00:40.38] A mass of nameless at the oasis
[00:43.68] That hides the graves beneath the master's hill
[00:47.24] Are buried for drinking
[00:49.09] The rivers water while
[00:50.64] Shackled to the the line at the empty well
[00:54.17] This is the new sound, just like the old sound
[00:57.56] Just like the noose wound, over the new ground
[01:00.85] This is the new sound, just like the old sound
[01:04.28] Just like the noose wound, over new ground
[01:18.80] Listen to the facist sing
[01:21.09] "Take hope here
[01:23.16] War is elsewhere
[01:24.78] You were chosen
[01:26.06] This is Gods land
[01:27.70] Soon we'll be free
[01:29.44] Of blot and mixture
[01:31.05] Seeds planted by our Forefathers hand"
[01:34.29] A mass of promises
[01:36.09] Begin to rupture
[01:37.59] Like the pockets Of the new world kings
[01:40.95] Like swollen stomachs In Appalachia
[01:44.34] Like the priest that fucked you as he whispered holy things
[01:47.86] A mass of tears have transform the stones now
[01:51.17] Sharpened on suffering
[01:52.93] And woven into the slings
[01:54.48] Hope lies in the rubble of this rich fortress
[01:57.78] Taking today what tomorrow never brings
[02:01.60] This is the new sound, just like the old sound
[02:05.03] Just like the noose wound, over new ground
[02:08.01] This is the new sound, just like the old sound
[02:10.04] Just like the noose wound, over the new ground
[02:15.14] This is the new sound, just like the old sound
[02:21.57] Just like the noose wound, over the new ground
[02:28.30] Ain't the new sound, just like the old sound
[02:35.29] Look at the noose now, over the, over the, over the burning ground
[02:42.13] Ain't it funny how the factory doors close
[02:45.58] Round the time that the school doors close
[02:48.58] Round the time that the doors of the jail cells
[02:52.50] Open up to greet you like the reaper
[02:55.70] Ain't its funny how the factory doors close
[02:59.03] Round the time that the school doors close
[03:02.53] Round the time that a hundred thousand jail cells
[03:05.86] Open up to greet you like the reaper
[03:12.74] Oh, oh
[03:23.05] Oasis
[03:29.82] This is no oasis
[03:37.51] This is the new sound, just like the old sound
[03:40.61] Just like the noose wound, over the new ground
[03:43.95] This is the new sound, just like the old sound
[03:47.38] Just like the noose wound, over the new ground
[03:51.96] Like ashes in the fall