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Bow for Blade

๐Ÿ‘ค Brown Bird โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Fits of Reason โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 3:39
๐ŸŽต 1298 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:39 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 9342134

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

Bred by skin; born to dust
Raised in flames and aged in rust
Build an altar on high for the world to see

Crawl in stalks, run to the sea
Scour every shore for industry
Burn the bulk of the battles in effigy

Falling through the sky
Crowds have gathered, mouths gaped open wide
Some shouting; some are stupefied
Others would rather be home
And though the cowards cast their qualms aloud
The falling still descend alone

Forced at birth, trained in trade
Anger feeds the child come music made
Frustration fueling the fire every step of the way

Over rocks and through the wood
Swallow all the reels and ales she could
Battle rages but all we wanna do is play

Falling through the sky
Crowds have gathered, mouths gaped open wide
Some shouting; some are stupefied
Others would rather be home
And though the cowards cast their qualms aloud
The falling still descend alone

Wrought with earth; sick with jade
Travel don't make the luster fade
Toil cheek-to-cheek and bow for blade

Braced in flame and souls to keep
Desire won't let the monster sleep
We burn bright and broil in our crusade

Falling through the sky
Crowds have gathered, mouths gaped open wide
Some shouting; some are stupefied
Others would rather be home
And though the cowards cast their qualms aloud
The falling still descend alone

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:47.49] Bred by skin; born to dust
[00:49.92] Raised in flames and aged in rust
[00:52.53] Build an altar on high for the world to see
[00:55.17]
[00:57.09] Crawl in stalks, run to the sea
[00:59.33] Scour every shore for industry
[01:02.00] Burn the bulk of the battles in effigy
[01:04.69]
[01:06.88] Falling through the sky
[01:11.20] Crowds have gathered, mouths gaped open wide
[01:16.69] Some shouting; some are stupefied
[01:20.80] Others would rather be home
[01:25.73] And though the cowards cast their qualms aloud
[01:30.24] The falling still descend alone
[01:33.44]
[01:34.85] Forced at birth, trained in trade
[01:37.20] Anger feeds the child come music made
[01:39.90] Frustration fueling the fire every step of the way
[01:42.38]
[01:44.27] Over rocks and through the wood
[01:46.54] Swallow all the reels and ales she could
[01:48.84] Battle rages but all we wanna do is play
[01:52.34]
[01:53.62] Falling through the sky
[01:58.84] Crowds have gathered, mouths gaped open wide
[02:03.80] Some shouting; some are stupefied
[02:08.02] Others would rather be home
[02:13.14] And though the cowards cast their qualms aloud
[02:17.54] The falling still descend alone
[02:20.20]
[02:50.20] Wrought with earth; sick with jade
[02:52.26] Travel don't make the luster fade
[02:54.92] Toil cheek-to-cheek and bow for blade
[02:57.89]
[02:59.38] Braced in flame and souls to keep
[03:01.58] Desire won't let the monster sleep
[03:04.27] We burn bright and broil in our crusade
[03:06.91]
[03:09.07] Falling through the sky
[03:13.47] Crowds have gathered, mouths gaped open wide
[03:18.75] Some shouting; some are stupefied
[03:22.99] Others would rather be home
[03:27.66] And though the cowards cast their qualms aloud
[03:32.35] The falling still descend alone
[03:35.39]

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