PURE REASON REVOLUTION - Ghosts & Typhoons (OFFICIAL VIDEO)

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  • Опубліковано 12 вер 2024
  • PURE REASON REVOLUTION - Ghosts & Typhoons (OFFICIAL VIDEO). Taken from the album "Eupnea", out April 3rd, 2020. Order now: PureReasonRevo...
    Lyrics:
    Now she’s born & I feel the same
    Lovers give & lovers take
    And now you’re worn & I feel detained
    Welcome my love, come & pace the cage
    It’s the dark & cold smack
    It’s the aerials in the dream
    And if I could go back, it’s the thunder I’d conceal
    Now the burials & the lunatics
    And the kamikaze vessels to the bursting blood, brutality
    Pull the cannonade, pull the winds away
    It’s the halcyon gaze, it’s the drama in the alchemy
    And take, destroy
    You tear a breath, chain my head to the darkest deeds
    Emotionless along the air we climb
    And the stars cease-fire under willows
    And there’s murder to come & typhoons to tame
    It’s the grace never named
    And now a war & I feel no restraint
    Lovers guilt & lovers shame
    You’re the ball & I’ll be the chain
    Come in my love, come & bait the rage
    And it haunts but we keep it
    Prepare to hold this love alone
    And it hurts but you need it
    Prepare to hold this love
    It’s immaculate birth; it’s a terror till the eyes turn away
    It’s a flash & a blur; it’s the sober in the cold light of day
    Now darling come back, there’s something I concealed
    Now you could be the fire or you could be the war
    Now I could leave in silence, but I stood here till dawn
    If I could leave you child, if I could leave, I’d go
    The burden of love
    The light of the gaze
    The murder to come
    The made-to-measure symphony
    The mite in the cage
    The pull of the lungs
    The bite of the bait
    The co-dependent co-deceit
    Take control my love
    Shake the souls above
    Now there’s action my love, no distress, just some gentle relief
    Conceits, pride, it’s a spear to the mind
    No compassion my love, no caress, just a mute jealousy
    Conceits, pride, it’s a fear to deny
    Now silence gone
    A coma sent to churn & raids to kill
    A scream decries our broken kingdom

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