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letra de wounded in the field of ghosts - pale horse (mdb)

i can’t stand being a man wishing to scream but i can’t
i can’t cry cuz when i try, my empty eyes—already damp
i can’t complain, i’m in this position ready to change
but acid rain corrodes my body so i pay the price of chains
the pain and fear that keeps me guarded
lost in a broken heart with loneliness that nails me to the crucifix, innocence martyred
to play a part is torment
the path ahead uncharted
but all the world’s a stage when humans play the moving targets
talk is cheap suckaz
and i could ramble on for centuries
adventurous, scatter brain conducted closet symphonies
embarr-ss us
a timeless tirade
widespread panic panoramic from the top of off my sky scr-pe
cry babe cuz they done been pointing fingers ‘gain
feeling like a stranger in my own dead ringer’s skin
what
who, where, when and why, bonsai
in the secret of the invisible splinter of the mind’s eye

scarlet skies and crimson eyes
blanket smog in love’s disguise
cutthroat steps i trace to follow you
wounded in the field of ghosts
where signs of life are comatose
and no one finds me in my solitude

you cut my soul and play with me
drowned in a complacency
on a daily base, erasing your touches, something’s awakening
and i hate it to be this way
i keep lying to you like constantly
and awkwardly conceal my stare when sacrificing the offering
but whatever misses this venomous synthesis
would probably try to slit it’s wrists if the option was more than hit or miss
and it’s the t-ts because i feel it in my heart and in my hard on
to the point of no return where i’m too far gone
when a man is captured as this in rapturous twist
savage, ravaged ravenous like a servant asking master his wish
the clash of p-ssion, something m-ssive as this
and it can exist just light the wick on top the broken candle stick
morbid, euphoric and i’m in need of a father figure
a bigger brother
one to cleanse me cuz i’m a sinner
dancing on the sun, i feel the feet beneath me blister
and fester, trying to test the pressure of the careless whisper

[chorus]

have you ever been
have you ever thought
have you ever tried to speak
were you ever taught
have you ever done
have you ever seen
have you ever lived within and witnessed anything
are you confident
or are you terrified
are you trying to run away or are you paralyzed
have you ever seen the revolution televised
can you remember to forget what you just memorized

how your spirit sway so slowly, so slowly
cut of sinful cloth and my soul burns
don’t you love me, don’t you love me

starlit skies and crimson eyes
blanket smog in love’s disguise
cutthroat steps i trace to follow you
wounded in the field of ghosts
where signs of life are comatose
and no one finds me in my solitude
and if i’m crossing over friend
and the symptoms of benign begin
lay this lace to blanket upon the ground
oh, it’s such a sin
when these worn out eyes trace this callow skin
and the gallows hold your place among ghosts

- pale horse mdb

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