The rib of a whale
Shall be a silver spoon
Indeed have you failed
And tell me eveything
We bend, slash this
Live as great lords
What use if we are cold?
Must hang upon the gallows
Fear of having nothing compel of me
(Who will save us?)
To take it all
To take it all
To take it all
To take it all
A wall, we see stars
Inside her clothes
What use is this gold?
We never sat down
The rib of a whale
Shall be a silver spoon
What use if we are cold?
And must hang upon the gallows
Fear of having nothing compel of me
To take it all
To take it all
To take it all
(Who will save us?)
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