Miles of Grace

Revenge of the Snakes

LYRIC

Enter the light
Brushing the epidermis of soil
And us poor snakes
Have to live with this sentence He brought us

Never mind whether we're beaten
Dormice hands down will sue
There won't be undefeated

He'll stand silent
His bat unwaveringly held
Counting all wastage
Death is not a wound
That's why He'll stand
Carrying His field with courage
His home, His land will fall
Yet He will conquer us

None ought to be saved for so long
And we will pay the due price
Shuffling through chromatic plains
No escape from His bludgeon
We'll fall
Even the mother mountains
Have suddenly given up on us
No escape from His holy bludgeon
We have to turn, rise and bite

He'll stand
That's why He'll stand silent
His bat unwaveringly held
Counting all wastage
Death is not a wound

Silent but closer to plagues

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