Текст песни Upshit

If it taints against the reign

Of what use is that to me

If the thread tears beneath the weight

Is there more silk to wind it together

But look at all the length of twine

In heaps at our feet

If the thread is our life

Must we not look to the loom

Or just strive for wealth

For our services rendered
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Unto ourselves into the dark

Inside the midst of a worsening storm

Where no seams will hold

Where all fabric is in twain

Beneath the edge of the loom master's robe

Woe

And what are we doing now

And what are we

When we only try to gain

We are undone