Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Conversing The Dolt, artist - Grenouer. Album song The Odour O'Folly / Gravehead, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 15.11.2009
Record label: Copro
Song language: English
Conversing The Dolt |
«Ain't you are the ardent revolting cannon foe!» |
Craned suspended greasy slug necks |
Loud howling judges of the ecclesiastical court |
An elder faced to justice, coarse cloth |
Faintly hall-smiling replying minting words |
«Tricking out the evil could be a sin confront to Lord |
Or dare you claiming that thou tormenting folks lesser sinner art?» |
«Ah poor wretch, could you argue faithful servants |
Bring self to book, you were doing something there |
At the black school, in the precincts of the devil |
Free will attendance is already a proof of blame» |
«Twice dolt you are, proof of blame, ha-ha-ha |
The place where 've been I doesn’t show how I act |
No blasphemy pushed me there, you don’t care |
A gasp for a drink of some knowledge made me try |
What is power? |
What makes folks turn into savageness and shame? |
Different issues troubled my mates and whoever else could respond — |
Tempter! |
We did a horrible treaty |
1.5 years spent in dark citadel |
Getting all we wished |
Answers developed right outta walls |
Once fiery image |
Brought us main answer through the yawning split |
«Power all belongs to a personality |
Strength of mind and body makes right» |
The schooling was all over, flung over open gates |
Everyone could go, not me |
Such a die had been cast |
But did I block my will? |
Turning shade to double I slipped… |
Getting a true story as true as it can be |
Do you still reiterate false charge? |
Vast dirty limbs grasped reflection and set me free |
I kept my knowledge lost my shade paying scores" |
«Weight words, Deuce |
We confess tour guilt so clear» |
Smiled the sage |
Gales were hidden in his sleeves |
«Ooh Antichrist!» |
squealed the priest like a swine |
«Knowledge I say» was the reply of great spit |
Into the face of the butcher oldman vanished |
The nippers for torture on the floor blasted echo |