Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Of Bane & Disease , by - Oh, Sleeper. Song from the album Bloodied / Unbowed, in the genre Release date: 11.07.2019
Record label: Solid State
Song language: English
Of Bane & Disease |
| I’m gonna give them what they want |
| Peel back and let lap the dogs at the fat |
| Yeah, for once (For once) |
| It’s time to step out in the sun |
| A decade in shadow |
| I’m shield shed and carving my own |
| I’m shield shed and carving my own |
| If I mean honesty, you say to judge me |
| It’s condemning one’s self to hypocrisy |
| Then, oh, what a defeat, the way your world beats |
| Spiders play the bane, flies spread the disease |
| I alone |
| Running back to the line we left |
| How could you leave? |
| I’ll fly my own crest |
| (Don't turn, we need you) |
| I alone in the scar-crossed armor |
| Running back to the life we left |
| How could you leave? |
| So far from over |
| I’ll fly my own crest |
| You want to know the real me? |
| You want to see me? |
| Then just know that when you turn your head |
| At my broken mess, be it judgement or jest |
| It’s the same damn thing, don’t you ever forget |
| Don’t you forget |
| I think it’s time that for once (For once) |
| It’s time you step up to the front |
| Take the rudder by the wheel, steer us into the sun |
| Yeah, for once (For once) |
| I can’t lead us through the storm |
| A decade of battle |
| I’m too strained to stand on my own |
| I’m too strained to stand on my own |
| I alone in the scar-crossed armor |
| Running back to the line we left |
| How could you leave? |
| So far from over? |
| I’ll fly my own crest |
| I alone in the scar-crossed armor |
| Running back to the life we left |
| I’d never leave, so far from over |
| I’ll fly my own crest |
| Don’t turn, they need you |
| A lifetime on the frontline |
| An honest banner in the divide |
| Never knowing why I’m always behind |
| Spiders play the bane, flies spread the disease |
| I alone in the scar-crossed armor |
| Running back to the line we left |
| How could you leave? |
| So far from over |
| Go fly your own crest |
| I alone in the scar-crossed armor |
| Running back to the life we left |
| I’d never leave, so far from over |
| I’ll fly my own crest |
| You want to know the real me? |
| You want to see me? |
| Then just know that when you turn your head |
| At my broken mess, be it judgement or jest |
| It’s the same damn thing, don’t you ever forget |
| 'Cause I mean honestly, you say to judge me |
| It’s condemning one’s self to hypocrisy |
| Then, oh, what a defeat, the way your world beats |
| Spiders play the bane, flies spread the disease |