Lyrics
She takes the sweet outside
She takes the sweet outside
The sooner I fight
The sooner I mind
The sooner I mind
A cradle to the tears
The sooner I fight
The sooner I mind
The sooner mind
She takes the sweet outside
To part our grand demise
If they say it's not suicide
If they say it's not suicide
Then I will bet on your life
From sodden vale and hell's divide
That wind
Says rain
As blossoms fell
For live t.v.
The ghosts we slay come ours to reap
Upending
What's land's end
If they say its not suicide
Then what is
At the bottom of a boot black sea?
She cools at the flame
She cools at the flame
The sooner I mind
The sooner I fight
The sooner I fight
Chanting our device
The sooner I mind
The sooner I fight
The sooner I fight
Where nothing real
Settles in
As televised
A covenant
The bereft
Are blown cathodes
And the blame it strafes every zone
In fever dreams and blood shot odes
The skies
Never seemed so far
If they say it's not suicide
If they say it's not suicide
If they say it's not suicide
To the full
Of Gods at peace
If I'd leave here
You're first at least
And I will bet
On your life
From sodden vale
And hell's divide
You're why I fought
If they say it's not suicide
Then what is?
