The Last of the Bearing Beats Songtext
von Dead Shape Figure

The times of our lives will be told
Instead of thin muteness
High hopes and thin air
While God′s away on business
With murder on our minds
Come mercury night
Never to return, never to settle
Pouring our vial upon the earth

In the sea
Cadet wings, past the veil, Lethean stream
As ties through dead man's bones

Beggars turning to kings
Bones sinking in mud
So ordered, so vividly spoken
On each of our graves
Then it all will be retold to make sense
To illustrate the wider truth
All that beautiful armour
Free from plague and flood


Cadet wings, past the veil, Lethean stream

Our vengeance upon the dusk
A winged victory
Peace of the last bearing beats
Tenderly burning

Prejudice for prejudice
To lit up the flames
And something′s no more than nothing
Our desecration will be unaware
Annie are you ok, are you ok

It's all blues
Integrated to last breath
If everything is everything
And something's no more than nothing
The Burning Wheel
And the mansions of the shut down world

Our vengeance upon the dusk
A winged victory
Peace of the last bearing beats
Tenderly burning