| In times of silent prosperity
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| Doubt may grow the most
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| As the intrepid soul challenges the constancy
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| Tip the balance and it may shatter the equilibrium
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| Towering above these industrial landscapes
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| A lifetime of impressions all to be lost in indifference
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| I beheld the flare stacks with their flaming heads
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| For the world will not find its end in an instantaneous flash
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| But with whimpering decay it will have to suffice
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| And so do I
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| The gallows frame edged against the grim sky
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| In a continuous display of monotony
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| Numb me, alienate me, leave me in spatial disarray
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| This alienation causes disorientation
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| So as you hear my voice for the last time
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| You shall always remember that I once lived here
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| Where the sun shines through the smoky alleys
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| Upon only those who pierce the state of trust
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| When its foundation’s very fabric is eroded rapidly
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| The gallows frame edged against the grim sky
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| In a continuous display of monotony
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| Numb me, alienate me, leave me in spatial disarray
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| Leave me at the wayside, down here in the gutter
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| So leave me out here in the cold, face down in the dirt
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| Leave me at the wayside, down here in the gutter
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| So leave me out here in the cold, face down in the dirt, yeah
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| Leave me at the wayside, down here in the gutter
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| So leave me out here in the cold, face down in the dirt
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| Leave me at the wayside, down here in the gutter
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| So leave me out here in the cold, face down in the dirt |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Gallows Frame , by - Words Of Farewell. Song from the album A Quiet World, in the genre Метал