Lyrics Die Of Devotion - Bison b.c.

Die Of Devotion

Vagabonds of the old war, drink and fight and f*ck some more
Feel the pull, like lover’s prize
Feel a hate lovers find, pulling in a new bride
Drunken sleep and lovelessness
Die of devotion, chasing a veiled dream
Die of devotion
Your blood, the needle
Your heart, the bottle
We feel the pull of need
Black mood, a reason to live thirsty without breath
Asleep in the flames
Sprinkle us with the fire, no love just desire
All or nothing, nothing’s higher
Die of devotion, our soul rises
So does the fire
A wakefulness between the dreams, the clouds press
Your blood, the needle
Your heart, the bottle
We feel the pull of need
Our world of liars
Proof of habit