Tell me any lie that you want
It's more than I know
You said the words yourself
Tell me any lie that you want
And I will follow
The clock to stop the blood
In shoot our hearts
Woe upon the ones we love
And to those our hearts are wound
There a darkness rises up
Every scream of blood
Think about the burning strainds
Woah I'm on fire
Wrapped up in this flare
For what it's worth
It's tired and old
To mark the ground
We rape to own
In shoot our hearts
Woe upon the ones we love
And to those our hearts are wound
There a darkness rises up
Every scream of blood
And we're all trying to
Not shoot up the strains
And we're all trying to
Not shoot up the strains
To lie upon the ones we love
And to those you do your worst
Pull the flags up from your door
And rinse the blood
A Darkness Rises Up Video (MV)
Performed By: Broken Records
Written by: ANDREW KEENEY, ARNE KOLB, DAVID FOTHERGILL, DAVID SMITH, IAN TURNBELL, JAMIE SUTHERLAND, RORY SUTHERLAND
Broken Records - A Darkness Rises Up Lyrics
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Tell me any lie that you want
It's more than I know
You said the words yourself
Tell me any lie that you want
And I will follow
The clock to stop the blood
In shoot our hearts
Woe upon the ones we love
And to those our hearts are wound
There a darkness rises up
Every scream of blood
Think about the burning strainds
Woah I'm on fire
Wrapped up in this flare
For what it's worth
It's tired and old
To mark the ground
We rape to own
In shoot our hearts
Woe upon the ones we love
And to those our hearts are wound
There a darkness rises up
Every scream of blood
And we're all trying to
Not shoot up the strains
And we're all trying to
Not shoot up the strains
To lie upon the ones we love
And to those you do your worst
Pull the flags up from your door
And rinse the blood
It's more than I know
You said the words yourself
Tell me any lie that you want
And I will follow
The clock to stop the blood
In shoot our hearts
Woe upon the ones we love
And to those our hearts are wound
There a darkness rises up
Every scream of blood
Think about the burning strainds
Woah I'm on fire
Wrapped up in this flare
For what it's worth
It's tired and old
To mark the ground
We rape to own
In shoot our hearts
Woe upon the ones we love
And to those our hearts are wound
There a darkness rises up
Every scream of blood
And we're all trying to
Not shoot up the strains
And we're all trying to
Not shoot up the strains
To lie upon the ones we love
And to those you do your worst
Pull the flags up from your door
And rinse the blood
Writer: ANDREW KEENEY, ARNE KOLB, DAVID FOTHERGILL, DAVID SMITH, IAN TURNBELL, JAMIE SUTHERLAND, RORY SUTHERLAND
Copyright: Lyrics © THE ROYALTY NETWORK INC.
Copyright: Lyrics © THE ROYALTY NETWORK INC.