Children are kept yearning
House of cards left burning
Swinef*cker still churning
Kill your grace
Ring out my skin
When you tear out my heart
Our pleasure is complete
I fade away, this eternity
Finish yourself
F*cked when your wearing that pigskin
Repent this alone
I'll tear all your skin, with arrows
This way
Praising the swine, back to the wall
We've only known the face of this one
Towing the line, ball and a chain
Somehow the lights all bleed the same
Sinking in
Throne of red
Breaking you
Just to weep
Pray her life brings rain
Crawling and bashing away
For these words she can't recall
Lay upon your pedestal
Fifty wounds, she will not die
Running from the womb
Into skin, I don't belong
By the rune, you are everything
I will never be, the flame from which it rains
A golden sense of thought
Gone to waste
Chelsea, a concubine
For him
Praising the swine, back to the wall
We've only known the face of this one
Towing the line, ball and a chain
All grow pale in sight of the blade
Torn at the throat, your wishes will not rid this away
Meadows all burn, the swine has won.
A Home Beneath - Swinefucker Lyrics
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Children are kept yearning
House of cards left burning
Swinef*cker still churning
Kill your grace
Ring out my skin
When you tear out my heart
Our pleasure is complete
I fade away, this eternity
Finish yourself
F*cked when your wearing that pigskin
Repent this alone
I'll tear all your skin, with arrows
This way
Praising the swine, back to the wall
We've only known the face of this one
Towing the line, ball and a chain
Somehow the lights all bleed the same
Sinking in
Throne of red
Breaking you
Just to weep
Pray her life brings rain
Crawling and bashing away
For these words she can't recall
Lay upon your pedestal
Fifty wounds, she will not die
Running from the womb
Into skin, I don't belong
By the rune, you are everything
I will never be, the flame from which it rains
A golden sense of thought
Gone to waste
Chelsea, a concubine
For him
Praising the swine, back to the wall
We've only known the face of this one
Towing the line, ball and a chain
All grow pale in sight of the blade
Torn at the throat, your wishes will not rid this away
Meadows all burn, the swine has won.
House of cards left burning
Swinef*cker still churning
Kill your grace
Ring out my skin
When you tear out my heart
Our pleasure is complete
I fade away, this eternity
Finish yourself
F*cked when your wearing that pigskin
Repent this alone
I'll tear all your skin, with arrows
This way
Praising the swine, back to the wall
We've only known the face of this one
Towing the line, ball and a chain
Somehow the lights all bleed the same
Sinking in
Throne of red
Breaking you
Just to weep
Pray her life brings rain
Crawling and bashing away
For these words she can't recall
Lay upon your pedestal
Fifty wounds, she will not die
Running from the womb
Into skin, I don't belong
By the rune, you are everything
I will never be, the flame from which it rains
A golden sense of thought
Gone to waste
Chelsea, a concubine
For him
Praising the swine, back to the wall
We've only known the face of this one
Towing the line, ball and a chain
All grow pale in sight of the blade
Torn at the throat, your wishes will not rid this away
Meadows all burn, the swine has won.
Writer: Peter Green, August Whaley, Liam Goldman
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: A Home Beneath
Language: English
Length: 2:53
Written by: Peter Green, August Whaley, Liam Goldman