![Shadows Fed to Tyrants - Landmine Marathon](https://cdn.muztext.com/i/3284753489893925347.jpg)
Date of issue: 15.03.2010
Record label: Prosthetic
Song language: English
Shadows Fed to Tyrants |
The young are immoral the old are all wise youth always lost on these |
Bastards plaguing land and sea-tapping endlessly better unborn than |
Servitude backs on our latitude. |
I hope to outlive beauty and grace |
Left with only human waste discussing matters of our place cloaks and |
Robes set ablaze. |
Praying to stand degrading a heartland dollhouse |
Castles line our eyes lost in our minds. |
Plastering each and every |
Finger inside and out building the stage for hollow plays. |
Forgiving |
Ourselves in one great epilogue this is pathetic dialogue. |
Swimming |
In phrases waiting for placement reciting directions to a bleeding |
Heartland. |
Where masks are skin sewn shadows fed to tyrants the |
Noise of drums beats down our existence to nothing. |
These bastards |
Are forced to grin and bear it we are all cursed with ease this pathetic |
Dialogue has turned into my epilogue I apologise for nothing |
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