Fragments

by Fake Furs

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released 01 January 2014

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Track Name: Serpentine
Where're you going, running oh-so far away?
Your weapons are following your storms and your aches.
While you were on the road, no one would let you stay.
Inside a mantle of stone, you've hidden all your snakes.

Cold is the weather for the killers who brawl;
Your only friends who care but will stare if you fall.
The earth under will cover every single steps
Where you are is a lonely prison with walls

Won't you come down
Crawl underground
No one will try to save you, child
We are soldiers
Running in rounds
While learning to cry, learning to die


Throw your lust aside, there's no time to adore
The precious lies you have heard and make you want more.
You've lost everything in fire, even your face
Your ire is the only fate left to embrace

Pouring will be the rain, washing off all your bones
Someday maybe the moon will shimmer where you're gone
For now your home is nothing but whispering halls
Where you are is a lonely prison with walls

Won't you come down
Crawl underground
No one will try to save you, child
We are soldiers
Running in rounds
While learning to cry, learning to die

No guns to follow where light and blood are your trails
Nothing but dust remains in the air you exhale
Restful in the arms of your enemies, you lay
Your eyes are open but you have nothing to say

No reason to run fast anymore than to sail
Everything but your inner gloom seems to prevail
Peaceful in the arms of your enemies, you pay
The price to a new life where you'll forever stray.
Track Name: In Between Spaces
i am the skull on wires
the child that wants to sire
my head is full of prayers
murders ringing into the choir

you reek of hate
i feel this curse
afflicts me more
than the wars in my mind
you fill me up
you bring me down
in between spaces
you're just another waste

i am the dying horse
the hunter haunted by
a thousand guns in line
they will never stop
aiming at my heart

you reek of hate
i feel this curse
afflicts me more
than the wars in my mind
you fill me up
you bring me down
in between spaces
you're just another waste

you're just another waste

i am the skull on wires
the child that wants to sire
my head is full of prayers
murders ringing into the choir

you reek of hate
i feel this curse
afflicts me more
than the wars in my mind
you fill me up
you bring me down
in between spaces
you're just another waste