All Our Dark Tomorrows

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Lyrics

The village idiot takes the throne
 His the wind in which all must sway
 All sane people, die now
 Be lifted up and carried away
 Youve got no home in this world of sorrows' Theres a parasite feeding on
 Everybodys bag of rage
 What goes out returns again
 To smite the mouth and burn the page
 Under the rain of all our dark tomorrows I can see in the dark its where I used to live
 I see excess and the gaping need
 Follow the money see where it leads
 Its to shrunken men stuffed up with greed
 They meet and make plans in strange half-lit tableaux Under the rain of all our dark tomorrows Youve got no home in this world of sorrows

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Duration
06:17
Key
8
Tempo
120 BPM

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