Claws of a God Songtext
von Oh, Sleeper

Brace yourself for the climb is steep
You′ll need every ounce of brawn
For the mountain won't stop ′til you bleed.

Beware of headlines that volume the growing deceit
That justice will not begin to breed without smoke
Breed without smoke

Keep close things you learned from the fall
Cast your wounds to heal without flaw
Keep close things you learned from the fall
Cast your wounds to heal without flaw


Beware
Beware for there's a zealot unleashed and sighting the end
Through a scope of righteousness that's blinded by blood on the lens
He won′t stop until his claws reach his faults and he sees he′s not the
Hands of God

He'll choke on the smoke
Choke on the smoke

Keep close things you learned from the fall
Cast your wounds to heal without flaw
Keep close things you learned from the fall
Cast your wounds to heal without flaw

Keep close things you learned from the fall
Cast your wounds to heal without flaw
Keep close things you learned from the fall
Cast your wounds to heal without flaw

Cast your wounds
Cast your wounds or you′ll choke on the smoke
Choke on the smoke
You'll choke on the smoke that you breathe from your own code