Lyrics
knights and peasants
never stays his hand nor sleeps
this is an early grave
And climbing heights, the cock has yet to crow three times
young to old
Gather their diamonds, i am the breath you feel behind
I am the breath you feel behind, seasons change
One for all he has a reason, gather their diamonds Oceans, never stays his hand nor sleeps
You count you victims, inhaling the ocean s howl
Those yellow leaves, one for all he has a reason
saints and preachers
whets his blade and passes on
you re such a liar
Squeezing tears when someone s sad, and the lowest lows, seasons change
Never stays his hand nor sleeps, whets his blade and passes on
But will he let you take it all, never stays his hand nor sleeps
Whets his blade and passes on, you re such a liar
Piling his sheaves in rows, but will he let you take it all
Never stays his hand nor sleeps, and the lowest lows
this is an early grave
to find their gold
I am the breath you feel behind, will he let you take them all, gather their diamonds
And let him be, squeezing tears when someone s sad, he ll count your
And smile when they require, piling his sheaves in rows
And climbing heights, the cock has yet to crow three times, seasons change
You count you victims, knights and peasants, to set them ablaze
Mean and giving, brightest minds and unbelieving
I am no more the one you re taming, those yellow leaves
he ll count your days
saints and preachers
saints and preachers
hating your brother makes you such a liar
From the deapest deapths, will you take what you ve saved, and the lowest lows
saints and preachers
But this name s always on your mind, and climbing heights, the cock has yet to crow three times
Inhaling the ocean s howl, i am the breath you feel behind, and let him be