Lyrics
Fields
are
stricken
by
ancient
fires
We
are
caught
in
the
middle
Merely
free
will
and
bags
of
bones
to
fight
flames
and
all
grievance
Be
human
torch
in
Sabbath
church
We're
lambs
of
straw
Wooden
pyre
woven.
Ashen
empire
built
on
burnt
failures
Wrath
and
fury
grow
cold.
Bitterness
is
all
that
is
left
of
us
Be
human
torch
in
Sabbath
church
We're
lambs
of
straw
1 Amkemer
2 Old Bear
3 Stone and Straw
4 Haven
5 Torches
6 God of Nothing
7 We Giants
8 Seasick
9 Bedlam
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