Published 2 months ago in Other, in album: Come Get Some

Rites of P****age

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As it says, Through my best efforts, I can Not die

Lyrics

[Verse]
A laurel of withered leaves
Tethered around the pillars of the motherland
Writhing upon the sea of sacks
Are rising for only to ****he
Beware the hands of your sons
They will bring an end to the empire
A laurel of withered leaves
The rites of p****ages will bleed

[Chorus]
Under my best efforts I cannot die
Even while I hope to know life
Catch me fallen
God's right hand is upon my left shoulder

[Verse]
An obstinate gesture of grace held together
With a little welp full of honey called the estate of heaven
Night will bleed upon the morning
Before we know each other safely
Caught in the ambrosia of sin

[Chorus]
Under my best efforts I cannot die
Even while I hope to know life
Catch me fallen
God's right hand is upon my left shoulder
God's right hand is upon my left shoulder
God's right hand is upon my left shoulder

[Bridge]
Under my best efforts I cannot die
Even while I hope to know life
Under my best efforts I cannot die

[Chorus]
Catch me fallen
God's right hand is upon my left shoulder
God's right hand is upon my left shoulder
[Bridge]
Under my best efforts I cannot die
Even while I hope to know life
Under my best efforts I cannot die [Outro]
God's right hand is upon my left shoulder

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