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austin ash lemon - farmer (demo) كلمات أغنية

mean ol’ satan blinded them
but even these ungodly men
see the evidence glaring
so why’s i still down here then?
with the heathens he condemned
to inherit it
if i wasn’t safe from judgement
what does it take to make the cut, then?
this thought is interrupted by a thump_thump_thumpin’
at my gate
through the grates of fates deranged by madness

[?] that i have been left behind
led astray, fed a lie
i have been left behind
i have been set aside
the eyes on the face meet mine
my heart rate spikes
racing inside
i pray for bravery
in this trial

with white knuckles wrapped around
my biggest shovel i run out
to fight if i need to
lord forgive me i see now
why you saw fit to not allow
me into your kingdom
slumpin’ over my dry well
a dead boy no more than twelve
all he wanted was held shelter
from what i now know is h_ll
but my selfishness left him abandoned
d_mn it, i have been left behind
i could see, now i’m blind
i have been left behind
with none of his light to guide
father on high, forgive this wicked crime
a breeze fills the silence like all of the other times

n0body ever has been as lonely as this
i could feel his warmth before
now he has cast me to the cold
with not even a [?] left to gloat
i take the spade and dig a grave for this brave sun
turnin’ dirt to mud
with tears
i bear my way down on the blade ’til i taste blood
then a whisper floods my ears
a voice from above absolves
and makes my conscience clear
i hang a sign that says
“survivors welcome here”
oh, oh, oh
ah! oh
ah!

open up the pearly gate
throw then [?] key away
soon i meet a new face
grateful for communion from the maze
many more faces come to praise the passion
chanting “we have been left behind
to beget sacred life
we have been left behind
a blessing from the divine
we have been left behind
eye and eye for an eye
we have been left behind
not a piece, but the pie
with fruit on the vine
we thrive, we multiply
this farm is an arc
born [?] on the rising tide

there comes a big flash
and the night becomes bright
my gate is blown apart
as hundreds flood inside
my lambs’ and i’s hands and feet tied
on a pyre to be set alight
i see myself
from somewhere on high
as they burn alive
i smile
wide

- austin ash lemon

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