Текст (слова) песни: Thrice - The Red Death

entertain the hope that somehow youll escape me
weld the bolts and close the iron gate
drink deeply THE ILLUSION OF YOUR SAFETY,
my how wishful thoughts inebriate,

masquerade and revel in your opulence.
writhe unfettered by your stabs at ignorance.
swim through hues and whispered tones of heresy,
a dozen strokes to run your blood cold enough to believe
remember me?

you look so surprised to see me here,
with hells black wings did i overperch these walls,
for stony limits cannot hold me out,
and now
you
all
DIE
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A Subtle Dagger
A Torch To End All Torches
All That`s Left
As The Ruin Falls
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Better Days
Blood Clots And Black Holes
Cold Cash And Colder Hearts
Deadbolt
Freedom
Genie In a Bottle (Live Cover)
Hoods On Peregrine
Identity Crisis
In Years To Come
In Your Hands
I`ve Just Seen A Face (cover) (corrected
Kill Me Quickly
Lockdown
Lockstep
Madman
Opaque
Paper Tigers
Phoenix Ignition
Second Sight
See You In The Shallows
Silhouette
So Strange I Remember You
Stare At The Sun
T & C
The Abolition Of Man
The Alcohol Diary
The Artist In The Ambulance
The Beltsville Crucible
The Melting Point Of Wax
The Red Death
To Awake And Avenge The Dead
To What End
Trust
Ultra Blue
Under A Killing Moon
Under Par
Unquestioned Answers
Where Idols Once Stood