Текст: Thrice. Illusion Of Safety. To Awake And Avenge The Dead.

Old friend they told me you were dead
the news broadcast the funeral
500 channels focus in
your love was
ravished drawn and quartered
the soil was swift to drink her blood
this violence in the name of love
but i still feel you
despite your tombstone
but i still feel you
despite your tombstone
so friend you must still walk among us
in places we don?t dare to glance
i saw you killing Aristotle
i know its all part of the plan
old friend they told me you were dead
the news broadcast the funeral
500 channels focus in
your love was
ravished drawn and quartered
the soil was swift to drink her blood
this violence in the name of love
old friend they told me you were dead
the news broadcast the funeral
500 channels focus in
your love was
ravished drawn and quartered
the soil was swift to drink her blood
this violence, this violence, this violence in the name of love
TO?.AWAKE?.AND ?. AVENGE THE DEAD!
TO?.AWAKE?.AND ?. AVENGE THE DEAD!