| «Beth this is not the way, the balance must not stray
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| Careful where you tread
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| You’re no use to me dead.»
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| Do I have to play the villain?
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| Just to make the hero appear
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| The only way to make you listen
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| Through destruction and despair
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| How many earthquakes will it take?
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| Or destruction of this land
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| Should I make a new Sahara?
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| Dry the rivers, slay the lambs?
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| I’m going to tear it down
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| I’ll burn it to the ground
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| Hand picking rotten souls
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| I’m pinning down the sinners
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| The heroes without a cause
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| Serving them frozen dinners
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| With candles and broken hearts
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| Play them songs without a rhythm
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| While they’re dancing in the dark
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| Down here we all are poets by default
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| Poets by default
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| I could keep you in my prison
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| Singing lullabies for you
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| From His ashes I’ve arisen
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| Standing here in front of you
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| I’m going to tear it down
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| I’ll burn it to the ground
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| Hand picking rotten souls
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| I’m pinning down the sinners
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| The heroes without a cause
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| Serving them frozen dinners
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| With candles and broken hearts
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| Play them songs without a rhythm
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| While they’re dancing in the dark
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| Down here we all are poets by default
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| Poets by default
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| Waiting for the winter bane
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| You’re the poison in my veins
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| Fly dragonfly
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| Through rain or shine
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| Don’t fear the end
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| I will make new wings for you
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| Fly, fly, fly…
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| So tell the Devil I am
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| Pinning down the sinners
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| The heroes without a cause
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| Serving them frozen dinners
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| With candles and broken hearts
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| Play them songs without a rhythm
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| While they’re dancing in the dark
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| Down here we all are poets by default
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| Poets by default
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| I’m going to tear it down
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| I’ll burn it to the ground
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| Hand picking rotten souls
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| Rotten souls |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Poets by Default, artist - The Murder of My Sweet. Album song Beth out of Hell, in the genre Эпический метал