Sowing Discord Songtext
von Not My God

You must pick up every stitch.
Turn around and make the switch.
Who doesn′t love a lost cause?
Who doesn't love a lost cause?
Blind by circumstance,
Time is slipping through your hands by the gates of Babylon.

Too little and too late.
The fire changed to stay the same by the gates of Babylon.


Sowing discord.
Be still my beating heart.
Sowing discord.
Below the abyss
Killing one bird with two stones.
One by one to each his own.
Life has no mercy.
Blood knows no pain.
Life has no mercy for the man to be done.

Who doesn′t love a lost cause?
Who doesn't love a lost cause?

Plagued by circumstance.
Time is slipping through your hands by the gates of Babylon.
Too little and too late.
The fire changed to stay the same by the gates of Babylon.

Sowing discord.
Be still my bleeding (or beating) heart
Sowing discord