Lakhey
On the line
On my conscience
Burning bright
Touch the surface
Gather round
Save a seat
There's a hole inside
There's a show to find
Grab yourself another seven drinks,
My love
There's danger in the sermon,
Don't you think, my love
Living just to wait for
A dancer that will last
Hail to the slave and the sacrifice
These mountains and the
Stars tend to steal the light
So young until we're
Told that they gave us life
Now movement is
A virtue and vice tonight
By the sound
By the window
Over ground
There's the answer
Gather round
Save a seat
There's a hole inside
There's a show to find
Appease me with your
Warm and mild fangs, my love
The villagers are terrified
And wild, my love
Swirling through the ether,
The dancer in the mask
Hail to the slave and the sacrifice
These mountains and
The stars tend to steal the light
So young until we're
Told that they gave us life
Now movement is a
A virtue and vice tonight
Hail to the slave and the sacrifice
These mountains and
The stars tend to steal the light
So young until we're
Told that they gave us life
Now movement is a
A virtue and vice tonight
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Hail to the slave and the sacrifice
These mountains and
The stars tend to steal the light
So young until we're
Told that they gave us life
Now movement is a
A virtue and vice tonight
Hail to the slave and the sacrifice
These mountains and
The stars tend to steal the light
So young until we're
Told that they gave us life
Now movement is a
A virtue and vice tonight
On my conscience
Burning bright
Touch the surface
Gather round
Save a seat
There's a hole inside
There's a show to find
Grab yourself another seven drinks,
My love
There's danger in the sermon,
Don't you think, my love
Living just to wait for
A dancer that will last
Hail to the slave and the sacrifice
These mountains and the
Stars tend to steal the light
So young until we're
Told that they gave us life
Now movement is
A virtue and vice tonight
By the sound
By the window
Over ground
There's the answer
Gather round
Save a seat
There's a hole inside
There's a show to find
Appease me with your
Warm and mild fangs, my love
The villagers are terrified
And wild, my love
Swirling through the ether,
The dancer in the mask
Hail to the slave and the sacrifice
These mountains and
The stars tend to steal the light
So young until we're
Told that they gave us life
Now movement is a
A virtue and vice tonight
Hail to the slave and the sacrifice
These mountains and
The stars tend to steal the light
So young until we're
Told that they gave us life
Now movement is a
A virtue and vice tonight
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Hail to the slave and the sacrifice
These mountains and
The stars tend to steal the light
So young until we're
Told that they gave us life
Now movement is a
A virtue and vice tonight
Hail to the slave and the sacrifice
These mountains and
The stars tend to steal the light
So young until we're
Told that they gave us life
Now movement is a
A virtue and vice tonight
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Writer(s): Oscar Pollock
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