Тексты песен «Mouth Of The South»
Mouth Of The South - Blind Guides
Truth is an unshakable doctrine One underfunded from the world and it's corruption You may not believe like me but one day every eye will see That God is not dead my does he sleep Check the facts and purge the lies,...
Mouth Of The South - Dry Bones
Staring down this barrel, our silence breeds death. Speak up, speak out, resurrect. Dry bones with potential of life but we mime to an audience blind. Pull the pin. No concern for the lost of this world we shut our...
Mouth Of The South - Endless Cycle
You can gauge out my eyes But I've already seen enough to last a lifetime You can cut off my hands But I'm a thief at heart and I know I'll steal again No more skies, no more hiding my face The truth is that I keep...
Mouth Of The South - Good Intentions
Lost in the lust and pull of the desires of my eyes It starts a fire in my skin and burns its way into my heart This sin tore us apart and now it's too late to go back Cause I lost track of all the love that I said we...
Mouth Of The South - Hollow Veins
I know this has come back to me I opened the doors that have led me here Face to face with the devil I've been fighting these demons for the last few years I've grown weary, struck down and worn out Turn the page once...
Mouth Of The South - Idle Hands
Comfortable and poised we set on our thrones We set on our hands and we let them die We're all too blind, we're blinded by our American eyes I will not, I will not be idle Stretch out your hands Living in a new...
Mouth Of The South - Nameless: Faceless
I'll shrink myself so that everyone can see Past the doubt and know that this is not about me I was born into a world of sin in a universe of grace All my struggles have been shaping and changing me, reforming my face...
Mouth Of The South - Porcelain Faith
You've gone to the far now I saw the tide swell, violent, pulling at your feet You've gone to the far now Now the current's pulling you under, I watched you sink Past the point of turning back No sense of direction, no...
Mouth Of The South - Running Scared
I'm sick of holding back and biting my tongue when I look around There is a change to be made and it's not gonna change itself Who do we think that we are? We've got our hands tied behind our backs We cannot be the...