Текст песни Giver - Módl

The giver's soul fades with every hand they give
Selflessly exploit themselves to live
Cryptic signs used for the seed that never did
A lonely empire tried, can easily forgive

And if they don't then, show them your hands
Hopefully the scars will
Meet their demands

"The heart is deceitful above all things, and desperately wicked"
Who can know it?
I the LORD search the heart
I try the reins
Even to give every man according to his ways
And according to the fruit of his doings

And if they don't then, show them your hands
Hopefully the scars will
Meet their demands

And if they don't then, show them your hands
Hopefully the scars will
Meet their demands