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The Republic Of Wolves – Ore lyrics
I was laid across a trembling ground
Waiting for the cold unsettling sound
It sprung out like a serpent, wailing and frayed
It’s something god did not create
Living as the captive i could’ve been
Praying to the claws transfixing my skin
Pulling at a pair of mountainous teeth
Until they emptied of ferocity
Dark red earth up to my rib cage
Was keeping me down
They wrote me onto the wrong page
I’m sure of it now
Vengeful ancestral commotion
Is bleeding me out
But i’ve got one dose of devotion
And it’s under the ground
Paralyzed
Colonized
Fossilized
Carbonized
Broken like a truce i made with myself
Taking any ache my head could’ve held
I’ll be at the edge accounting my sins
When that final threshold drags me in
You were in a field of blistering stone
Telling me you’re out of oracle bones
And i’ve made a peace
That i thought i couldn’t have known
I’ve finally given my demons
Room to get up and grow
If i was born again without a name
Would i be wise enough to stay that way?
If i’m a gardener of shattered minds
Would i be wise to fall asleep in the vines
And be a sentry for god’s darkest designs?
Waiting for the cold unsettling sound
It sprung out like a serpent, wailing and frayed
It’s something god did not create
Living as the captive i could’ve been
Praying to the claws transfixing my skin
Pulling at a pair of mountainous teeth
Until they emptied of ferocity
Dark red earth up to my rib cage
Was keeping me down
They wrote me onto the wrong page
I’m sure of it now
Vengeful ancestral commotion
Is bleeding me out
But i’ve got one dose of devotion
And it’s under the ground
Paralyzed
Colonized
Fossilized
Carbonized
Broken like a truce i made with myself
Taking any ache my head could’ve held
I’ll be at the edge accounting my sins
When that final threshold drags me in
You were in a field of blistering stone
Telling me you’re out of oracle bones
And i’ve made a peace
That i thought i couldn’t have known
I’ve finally given my demons
Room to get up and grow
If i was born again without a name
Would i be wise enough to stay that way?
If i’m a gardener of shattered minds
Would i be wise to fall asleep in the vines
And be a sentry for god’s darkest designs?
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