Sorrow seems for the holy
Like love for the blind
Like sleep for evil men
Prosperity for the unkind
The ship sailed on secrets
The ship sailed on lies
Ignorance became bliss
In the land of the wise
The rules of the teachers
Like the prophecy of death
Like the continents of the flat earth
Was the edge of a cliff
The ships sailed on secrets
The ships sailed on lies
With the truth of the sun
Turning on the flies
The withering mind
The blight of the body
Sorrow seems for the hopeless
The Bible of love
The whole of the empty night
The stars above
The ships sailed on secrets
The ships sailed on lies
With the truth of the sun
Turning for the flies
The withering mind
The blight of the body
Hollow - The Blight of the Body Lyrics
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Sorrow seems for the holy
Like love for the blind
Like sleep for evil men
Prosperity for the unkind
The ship sailed on secrets
The ship sailed on lies
Ignorance became bliss
In the land of the wise
The rules of the teachers
Like the prophecy of death
Like the continents of the flat earth
Was the edge of a cliff
The ships sailed on secrets
The ships sailed on lies
With the truth of the sun
Turning on the flies
The withering mind
The blight of the body
Sorrow seems for the hopeless
The Bible of love
The whole of the empty night
The stars above
The ships sailed on secrets
The ships sailed on lies
With the truth of the sun
Turning for the flies
The withering mind
The blight of the body
Like love for the blind
Like sleep for evil men
Prosperity for the unkind
The ship sailed on secrets
The ship sailed on lies
Ignorance became bliss
In the land of the wise
The rules of the teachers
Like the prophecy of death
Like the continents of the flat earth
Was the edge of a cliff
The ships sailed on secrets
The ships sailed on lies
With the truth of the sun
Turning on the flies
The withering mind
The blight of the body
Sorrow seems for the hopeless
The Bible of love
The whole of the empty night
The stars above
The ships sailed on secrets
The ships sailed on lies
With the truth of the sun
Turning for the flies
The withering mind
The blight of the body
Writer: Bo Hansen
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid