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Million Dead - A Song To Ruin Lyrics



Million Dead - A Song To Ruin Lyrics




A lone voice crying in the wilderness:
Make the straight way for the coming of the...

A dry throat stutters on an empty vision
of milk and honey and desolate quiet.
A dry mouth falters on the opening blast of a song to ruin,
What it left behind.
a bare sole longing for the feel of concrete
and a lone voice crying in the wilderness.

I have these dreams when I'm feeling sick
of unfinished patterns that I can't collate at all.
Of an inward breath in a land bereft of uncrippled figures.
Of an exhalation,
Of the himavant,
Of a pulse.
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A lone voice crying in the wilderness:
Make the straight way for the coming of the...

A dry throat stutters on an empty vision
of milk and honey and desolate quiet.
A dry mouth falters on the opening blast of a song to ruin,
What it left behind.
a bare sole longing for the feel of concrete
and a lone voice crying in the wilderness.

I have these dreams when I'm feeling sick
of unfinished patterns that I can't collate at all.
Of an inward breath in a land bereft of uncrippled figures.
Of an exhalation,
Of the himavant,
Of a pulse.
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: BENJAMIN RUSSELL ERRING DAWSON, CAMERON DAVID DEAN, JULIA RUZICKA, FRANCIS EDWARD TURNER
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group

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