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Text skladby: Lost Country--
We lay the night in anguish, snakes drawn out by the tide The compass of decision falls always on one side But many went before us and still the cries are clear There is no beauty here, just the stench of wine and beer
We save no souls We break no promises
We can do nothing more than move headlong through the gloom The thorn between our lips is the missionaries tune Our men with open arms turn their faces half away
Observe as we approach that we have not come to save
We stand as thick as vines though the fruit is torn away There is no beauty here, friends, just death and dark decay
MP3: Lost Country--
Text skladby: Lost Country--
