Gods In Broken Men
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Lyrics
Old beast, wild dreams Bribing nights, laying still Dodging scarecrows smelling meat Cackling cries of goblins in head Our treasures aren't clean Angels smile with brown teeth Gold vessel, cold crown to wear Coloring shadows An ally, a back door friend You serve the dust You're wretched and sublime
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 03:12
- Key
- 5
- Tempo
- 149 BPM