Ritual (Vermona Mix)
Sweet bombs were falling outside my window
All that noise was forcing me into myself
And I was sure
That one might fall
On all our heads
I was my own Napoleon
I only sought to rise above my words
Prophetic at the time
But unwise
Never learnt to feel my way through life
Had nowhere to hide
Maybe your worst self won
Oh can I reverse
The carnage that you've wrought?
Only anger grows from what you've done
Burnt into a land of which we love
Never try to forgive them
All that noise was forcing me into myself
And I was sure
That one might fall
On all our heads
I was my own Napoleon
I only sought to rise above my words
Prophetic at the time
But unwise
Never learnt to feel my way through life
Had nowhere to hide
Maybe your worst self won
Oh can I reverse
The carnage that you've wrought?
Only anger grows from what you've done
Burnt into a land of which we love
Never try to forgive them
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Writer(s): James Gallagher
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