Текст песни Forced Patrician - Fyrce Muons

Holding anvil nothing strange

We are imbeciles chipping down exposing all their teeth
Imbeciles we are imbeciles

Wake to find your common sense
Step inside the ocarina
Scalloped hands
Holy thief
My armor was a tethered shawl
My savior was the god of wisdom dressed in ancient bowl of skin
Slurp of the crow's feast and gladiators of the night fires

We are imbeciles

Living then among the masters
Divvy up the torture poles
The shiny marble all white
The taste of grape among the iris

Spears the weapons
Spare the secrets
I am reflection
Tick tick tick clock
I am karma