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Program The Dead - Wordsmith Legacy lyrics
Knock knock knock
 Sound the blows to the forhead from the
 Mock mock mock
 Of the words, a voice I hear every morning
 Like stalking me from yesterday
 The taunts of one who sought to frame
 The picture of this desolate
 This figure cowering
 Every word a double edged sword
 A double edged sword
 My every word
 Drop drop drop
 Sound the sledge to the metal
 Shot shot shot
 Sound the pin to the chamber
 My own words pound after me
 Intentions bent on conquering
 The very will I proudly claimed
 Was the very axe that cut the nape
 Every word a double edged sword
 A double edged sword
 My every word
 (I'll never, ever look back
 Sitting still, sitting still
 Arrogant mindset of lusts
 They search and strain and drink and staggerProgram The Dead - Wordsmith Legacy - http://motolyrics.com/program-the-dead/wordsmith-legacy-lyrics.html
 When we are hollow
 Sitting still, sitting still
 You hate us cause we'll never go away)
 "You can drown
 In your own mistakes
 Burrowing into the black
 Or you can take my hand"
 Double
 Edged
 Sword
 My every word
 "This gift was never yours
 So why would you ever think
 That the words you said were your own?
 I have chosen
 And breathed 
 And forgiven 
 And changed 
 And purged 
 And cleaned 
 And forgave 
 And bathed 
 And carried 
 And soothed 
 And burned 
 And spoken and spoken and spoken and spoken and spoken and spoken and spoken...
 Yours is not to proclaim...but only to obey."









