Текст песни Those Riches - Fyrce Muons

It was about four o'clock that night
Dreams were idle without sight
There was frost that night
And six would fall as devils delight

As the fog nipped light
The burning effigy of fright
The tenants of the night
The harbingers of fright
The shadow is the knife
The darkest part of night
We'll fix things

I see it there facing the fires
The window insane remains
It is there for change
It is there for a reason
Put there for hate
Put there for sheep
Put there for greed
We see no irony that we believe

At once upon and thrust upon the feast
A silver swirl of dust begins to heave
Darkness reigns upon the land of peace
With the robes of the kings of old
The inquisitions bitter cold

You follow Cain
Won't follow reasoning
The dead remain
Preposterous
It is inglorious
It falls on riches