Текст песни St. Broadrick Is In Antarctica

i know you don't want change
but nothing is ever what it used to be
grab the rope, hoist yourself up
with a copy in head
comforted by lions of substance
a solutive parade
grab the rope, hoist yourself up
and drift like ants in hose water

these three angels used to be attorneys
it is such a serious thing to me
oh how i search through the memories
it is such an experience for me
silence creating bold letters like "not" and "better"
these three devils used to be apologiesSound of Animals Fighting - St. Broadrick Is In Antarctica - http://ru.motolyrics.com/sound-of-animals-fighting/st-broadrick-is-in-antarctica-lyrics.html
these three angels used to be monuments
i try to find that feeling from that letter from my consistencies
is such a painful thing to see when the shadows didn't bend
like now and then
these three devils used to be apostrophes
so i destroyed a monument, so what

i know you don't want change
but nothing is ever what it used to be
grab the rope, hoist yourself up
with a copy in head
comforted by lions of substance
a solutive parade
grab the rope, hoist yourself up
and drift like ants in hose water