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"Your Hands Write History" : Progressive Metalcore | Oregon
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► Lyrics :
Enough is enough and I’ve had more than I can take.
Dig up the garden and find her bones, foxes burrow holes in broken homes,
to bring down the walls of mighty stone.
( If I should die before I wake )
Enough will never be enough, but any more and surely I will break.
I’ll sift through every ruined city, combing through every shadowed alley,
to save my love from the hands of the unholy.
( Bless us Lord, our souls are yours to take )
Break the lambs’ legs to keep her from running, but reinforce the bone in her spine.
Pull the Lion’s teeth to keep him from killing, and teach his bloodlust to subside.
King, oh mighty king! Raise an army from our bones.
This plague will be the death of unity.
Our lust will be the end of purity.
My sons and daughters, you were made to be the hands that lift the destitute up.
You were made to be the voice that speaks for the silent.
You were made to be the blood that heals the wounded.
You were made to be the life that resurrects the dead.
In your blood flows majesty, my beautiful sister.
Blinded by your insecurities, but I see your infinite worth.
You do not struggle alone, my beloved brother.
Though your heart is submerged in stone, I can see your strength rebuilt.
How I wish I had a golden key, to unlock the chains inside of me.
Cut me open with serrated knives, set loose the tongue of the divine.
Spring up o’ well! Spring up o’ well!
Transcribe my heart with quill and ink, or even better let it bleed,
as a rushing river upon the streets, to cleanse my shame eternally.
Spring up o’ well! Spring up o’ well!
Set fire to the withered chaff, burn the throne of the golden calf.
Let hatred undue, let love cut through.
I will sing, yes I will forever sing.
Spring up o’ well! Spring up o’ well!
Uncontrolled and without will, may love run deep and our hearts be filled.
With bloodied face and broken knees, I will not give what’s left of my strength to me.
We have so little time remaining in our lives.
So why do we waste it spreading meaningless lies.
Now our time is up and there’s no time left to say goodbye.
How can we turn our back upon the world that you and I were born to save?
Drinking passive corrosion and placing cowards in the shoes of the brave.
Put a blade to the old man’s ways and remove his body from the chain on your leg.
Put an end to your habitual mistakes or say goodbye to everything that you wanted to be.
Say goodbye.
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All Credits belong to the band Your Hands Write History.
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