Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bat-Bird, artist - Holy+Gold. Album song Feral Children, in the genre Пост-хардкорDate of issue: 24.11.2016
Record label: CD Baby
Song language: English
Bat-Bird |
| The pioneers have gone to sleep with roots grown around their feet. |
| The war we’re waging ended aimlessly. |
| Our troubles never cease, |
| will they leave. |
| Widows call to husbands they can’t reach so we parked our |
| cars and walked the streets. |
| The ground is covered with fallen leaves. |
| My children’s eyes weep but they do not speak |
| Clap your hands make a show… |
| Go to sleep my child. |
| Close your tired eyes, your sins in me can you confide. |
| A feeble mind will be your prize. |
| Innocence is lost on me |
| Please understand I’ve become inhuman |
| Run while you can, there is nothing left for you. |
| Inch by inch we fall into |
| your gaze. |
| Holy shit, I am, the marvelous disgrace |
| Clap your hands make a show, let anyone know who’s watching. |
| You’re not a man |
| as I, but you’re selling what we’ve been wanting… |
| Such a sure sense of ones self guarded by the illusion. |
| Unveil your big plan, |
| it’s not a miracle, you crib to feed the coffin |
| Please understand I’ve become inhuman |
| Run while you can, there is nothing left for you. |
| Inch by inch we fall into |
| your gaze. |
| Holy shit, I am, the marvelous disgrace |