Текст песни Orphans

Roll the blankets, we're leaving
Running from memory
Hide behind our thinking
And hope to God that Hell will set us free

A woman gave tooth for a child
While Hercules bandaged his hands
The flesh was torn and bleeding
At his feet lay the mother in the sand

Let's Feed the orphans
Cut with a razor blade
All of the ties we made
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Let the wingtips of the angels brush their eyes

I'll tear the river up by the roots of good and evil
I'll talk water with a dry man until he's drunk
I'll separate observation from preconception
In a world where preconception takes the stage
But I guess that's just a symptom of our age

Let's Feed the orphans
Cut with a razor blade
All of the ties we made
But if we can't save the orphans
Let the wingtips of the angels brush their eyes