Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song After the Fall, artist - Terrance Zdunich. Date of issue: 06.08.2015
Song language: English
After the Fall |
| We scratch on the plains, |
| Up town they fluff the feathers, |
| Coachmen walk with canes, |
| And every collar is creased. |
| A Gentleman prefers to break from airs and fetters, |
| To roll off his sleeves, |
| And liberate the Beast. |
| Let us piss from the vine, |
| Let us claw in the mud, |
| Let us swing with both fists |
| As we writhe in the blood, |
| Let us walk on stained glass, |
| Sinners one, |
| Sinners all, |
| It’s always prettiest after the Fall. |
| We gnaw on the bone, |
| Up town they sprinkle sweetener |
| Nectar for the cups, |
| And napkins for the chins, |
| A Gentleman prefers to dig in with his fingers, |
| Suck in through his teeth, |
| And bare a hungry grin, |
| Let us piss from the vine, |
| Let us claw in the mud, |
| Let us swing with both fists |
| As we writhe in the blood, |
| Let us walk on stained glass, |
| Sinners one, |
| Sinners all, |
| It’s always prettiest after the Fall. |
| We board up the shed, |
| Up town they gild Cathedrals, |
| Choir boys for Hymns, |
| And candles for the Mass, |
| A Gentleman prefers to differ with his Steeple |
| Salt his scripture well, |
| And show a little class. |
| Let us piss from the vine |
| Let us claw in the mud, |
| Let us swing with both fists |
| As we writhe in the blood, |
| Let us walk on stained glass, |
| Sinners one, |
| Sinners ALL, |
| Let us piss from the vine |
| Let us claw in the mud, |
| Let us swing with both fists |
| As we writhe in the blood, |
| Let us walk on stained glass, |
| Sinners one, |
| Sinners all, |
| It’s always prettiest after the Fall. |