South Pole Fighters Songtext
t's even brittle
they lock hands
to make a line
perhaps dividing
solid forest
saw blades
sightless flawless
walking sideays
chain could bite
in this white out
they lock hands
to make a line
perhaps dividing
solid forest
saw blades
sightless flawless
walking sideays
chain could bite
in this white out
scissor teeth cruelty lip
tireless grasp
frigid spike
glass desert
mesmerise
circulation
south pole fighters
missing climate
bleeding wind
needle wages
blinking words
ghost of light
no circulation
way of breathing
no more blades
no more walk
no more hide
against a whiteness
black desert
end arena sightless flawless
no more breathe
no more shadow
south pole fiighters
tireless grasp
frigid spike
glass desert
mesmerise
circulation
south pole fighters
missing climate
bleeding wind
needle wages
blinking words
ghost of light
no circulation
way of breathing
no more blades
no more walk
no more hide
against a whiteness
black desert
end arena sightless flawless
no more breathe
no more shadow
south pole fiighters
STEVEN SEIBOLD, CHRISTOPHER JOHN CONNELLY, MARTIN CLIVE ATKINS
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