The Funeral Pyre - Wounds

Thieves

Thieves
Taking what is wrongfully theirs
All to be accepted in the modern world
Too scared, to right, the wrong
We cower amongst ourselves
Viewed as slaves to the powerful
Corrupted from day one
Their machines thrive on
Stealing from those with nothing to lose
Waiting until the iron fist punishes
Or until we've paid our mortal toll
Spare from their web of deceit
Treachery will always run deep, amongst the thieves



Credits
Writer(s): Zachary Ketterhagen
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Other Album Tracks

  1. Thieves
  2. Black Earth
  3. The Gathering Bones
  4. Wounds
  5. These Ties That Bind
  6. Arches Of Existence
  7. When The Light Ends
  8. Devourer
  9. Ghost Walker

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Altri album

  1. Funeral Pyre
  2. Vultures at Dawn
  3. December
  4. Wounds
  5. The Nature Of Betrayal
  6. Immersed by the Flames of Mankind

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