Текст песни Gods In Broken Men

Old beast
Wild dreams
Bribing nights
Laying still
Dodging scarecrows
Smelling meat
Cackling cries
Of goblins in head

Our treasures
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Angels smile with brown teeth

Gold vessel
Cold crown to wear
Coloring shadows
An ally
A back door friend

You serve the dust
You're wretched
And sublime