Fyrce Muons - Our Cannon Made Lyrics

At the gates
We shall see thee fall in my time
You say the vitriol is politics of the day
Satisfied with all the crazy dreams you make

Sustain us all in a rape
Your words will not compel us all to drop
You must have seen the future of your scream
The wicked witch will melt away from rain

Breach the gate
Set the pile
The granite wall to follow chains
The arms are pinned
A phallic troll you manic maid
A fallen being
The whore of night
A hollow night
A hollow wig

Reach and take
Set it mime
Let it breach
You follow graves
I fall again
A rotted day
For love of him I'm not a grave
I'm rope
A false tide
A Halloween

Upset the vile
The granite wall
Breach the gate
Cannon made