Remove yourself from this charade in which you’re caught
Before the knife between your ribs names you betrayed
With sick resolve I saddled all those little things
The smoking barrel’s rise to the lips of tempted fate
With eyes of ivory crown this mockery
Thorns and scented flames
Before the knife between your ribs names you betrayed
With sick resolve I saddled all those little things
The smoking barrel’s rise to the lips of tempted fate
With eyes of ivory crown this mockery
Thorns and scented flames
Lyrics submitted by darkhorsedawg
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