
时间:2010-03-02
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Why is malice on my mind tonight
The wine and meat I eat
Can't touch this hunger that is flaring
Still the air turns to heat
I'm fixed upon my knife
I'm blinded by its glare
A candle lights your mockery
The wakening my wrath
All common decency is draining from me
Listening to your laugh
I've a taste for blood
Against your casual affairs
Folly this is folly
For the joy that it brings is fleeting
Each night outside my window
I see them work
Observe them stalking prey like predators
As they talked and flirt
They melt your mind like wax
To steal their haunting display
For if you do not bite today
You will return rest assured
Their longing stares will let go on and on
Around every bend and curve
Until your home is frost
And your band's in decay
Folly this is folly
For the joy that it brings is fleeting
Heaven owns no place
For a man that let's his family slip away
So these lies that I shall take
Our touring criminals you see
For with one I slave a hundred
Tend a thousand men from spreading their disease
Now this handle justice crushes me
Crushes me
Go on and dare to glare at me
But I know you're worse
For every day you slay the innocent
In your thought and word
And then slowly return
To your ground of clichés
You're shielded by your forehead
It cloaks your sin from sight
But somewhere lurking deep within the fog
Is the stalker in the night
Who strikes down all who descent
With slander for a blade
Folly this is folly
For the joy that it brings is fleeting
Can you condemn another man's sin
Without adding to it
Can you condemn another man's sin
Without adding to it
Can you condemn another man's sin
Without adding to it
Can you condemn another man's sin
Without adding to it
Can you condemn another man's sin
Without adding to it
Can you condemn another man's sin
Without adding to it
Can you condemn another man's sin
Without adding to it
Can you condemn another man's sin
Without adding to it
Can you condemn another man's sin
Without adding to it
Can you condemn another man's sin
Without adding to it
With Slander for a Blade - Dirt Poor Robins