Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Battle Cries, artist - The Amazing Devil. Album song The Horror and the Wild, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 26.03.2020
Record label: The Amazing Devil
Song language: English
Battle Cries |
I’m at the brink, don’t laugh |
At the winks I’ve masked |
Who’ll save you when you fall? |
The wrinkles and bricks that we’re left with at last |
And that drink, will it fix all those questions unasked? |
Who died and made you king of it all? |
Who wins this war? |
You’ve a knack |
For applause from the back of the stalls, but you lack |
The conviction to look at me straight and say yes |
Now the wind feels so warm on the back of my neck |
As we walk with the sun hand in hand from the wreck |
Some fictions we took to mean fate, believe me, I know |
Don’t be uncouth, be a man |
Don’t lie with your eyes, you know I despise that look |
You’re home, for God’s sake, I’m |
Tell the truth to me, love, does my hair look as nice |
As it did when it once tangled up in your eyes? |
Look at me as you say this, don’t look at your phone |
Done with your dreams, they won’t last |
Thirty winters will pass, you’ll look back |
At the woman 50-year-old you will be proud to have known |
'Cause that sun that beams down as my hands touch the grass |
After summers of fasting, I feel hunger at last |
For the person 15-year-old me would be proud to have known |
'Cause these plates, they smash like waves |
(Place your smile in mine) |
And the wine stains hide the tears |
(Why stay? Hide the) |
But that |
Breathing you hear, don’t mistake it for sighs |
Don’t you realise? |
They’re just battle cries, dear |
And these lines aren’t wrinkles, dearheart |
(Hardly knew the words) |
They’re just dollops of paint on a new work of art |
(I'm dolled up, love, don’t I deserve to just) |
And as I |
Walk away, I know that I’ve been through the wars |
But that creaking you hear in my bones is not pain, it’s applause |
Come on, love, please don’t start |
Sing your notes, play your part |
Then we’ll leave, we were gods |
With you, I could summon the gods and the stars |
Watch them dance out the plays that we wrote from the heart |
And we’d laugh at the ghosts of our fears, we were kids |
«Come at me, you blaggards,» you’d yell |
From the back of the gallery |
Say goodbye, I am not |
«Come at me, you blaggards,» you’d yell from the banks |
Wielding words against make-believe wizards and tanks |
And by God, love, believe me, I wanted to play too, I did |
A drunkard, a daughter, a preacher, God knows how |
You dragged us both into the darkness that grows |
Oh, dear God |
But we sunk into water no creature can know |
You dragged us along to watch all of your shows |
Our devils broke rank, and out of the depths came an army |
I won’t leave without a fight |
I won’t let you turn our last night into this |
I’m going to binge watch a box set, drink wine, reminisce |
This isn’t a break up, dearheart, it’s a season finale |
'Cause these plates they smash like waves |
(Place your smile in mine) |
And the wine stains hide the tears |
(Why stay? Hide the) |
But that |
Breathing you hear, don’t mistake it for sighs |
Don’t you realise? |
They’re just battle cries, dear |
And these lines aren’t wrinkles, dear heart |
(Hardly knew the words) |
They’re just dollops of paint on a new work of art |
(I'm dolled up, love, don’t I deserve to just) |
And as I |
Walk away, I know that I’ve been through the wars |
But that creaking you hear in my bones is not pain, it’s applause |
(It's not pain) It’s applause |
(It's not pain) It’s applause |
It’s applause |
All it took to unearth in the dust and the dirt |
Some release or respite from the heat and the hurt |
Was taking the time now and then to ask how I am |
And now at the end (At the end of all things) |
I’m not going to scream, beat my chest at the wind |
I’m doing fine |