| In the heat of the night grown men flee to the light
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| Sundial runs wild, six degrees of its life
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| Let’s agree that I’m right, wrong turns came with believing the hype
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| Breathe in the spite, we are not welcome to the evening tonight
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| A season of flight proceeded sparrows in the park
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| Survival’s as narrow as the art of placing arrows in the heart
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| Scarecrow needs a spark so you can watch him burn for miles
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| The beggar learned to smile but now he only turns a dial
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| Lurching down the aisle comes the hearse with persons filed
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| Spirits cast their bones at the lonely mercantile
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| The holy serpent child smudges ashes 'tween their eyes
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| Savage leaves their cries as unraveling arrives
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| Someone yelled 'drop', all you heard was police cars sing
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| The moon is full, the night is starving
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| Pulse of the city spits fire but the arteries are hardening
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| The moon is full, the night is starving
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| Walls come tumbling down from the rebels in the street marching
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| The moon is full. |
| the night is starving
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| Pride plays a lullaby on broken guitar strings
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| The moon is full, the night is starving
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| Hanging next to the sneakers on the telephone wires
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| Live the «come over tonight» preachers and the «leave me the hell alone» choir
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| Expel the known prior and expect the worst, probably
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| I’d sell my soul higher but at best the curse caught me
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| Accept the first offering, it’s a sign of things to come
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| The vinyl’s pleased it spun but in the final scene, we’re sunk
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| Sideshow freaks become masters of ceremony
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| The chief’s been bound and gagged and the pastor wears a nosebleed
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| Disaster shares a trophy with the actor staring lonely
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| Blackbirds rain like laughter, here’s the password, there, you know me
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| Ghost dancers in the storm with hands in heaven
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| Bullets pierced their flesh but the spilt blood planted legends
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| Got them red-state blues with black hills under my heels
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| Forty-nine stars salute, one fallen sky concealed
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| A little white lie got some black face in its eye
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| Now it crawls and it castrates in that rat race in the sky
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| Someone yelled 'drop', all you heard was police cars sing
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| The moon is full, the night is starving
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| Pulse of the city spits fire but the arteries are hardening
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| The moon is full, the night is starving
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| Walls come tumbling down from the rebels in the street marching
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| The moon is full. |
| the night is starving
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| Pride plays a lullaby on broken guitar strings
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| The moon is full, the night is starving |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Heat of the Night , by - Kill the Vultures. Song from the album Ecce Beast, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп