Showbread The Dissonance Of Discontent lyrics
Songwriters: Davis, Matthew H; Giddens, John David; Jensen, Michael Ernest; Mobley, Ivory Laconta; Porter, Joshua Stephen; Porter, Patrick Ryan; Reilly, Marvin Edward
We've come so far, and here we are,
Amidst the endless hum,
No wind worth chasing, no revolution,
No blazing battle drum,
We laughed as we said, âthe music is deadâ,
We've plucked out it's eyes, we've shattered it's head,
My work is so weary so let it be said âFather, thy will be done.â
Instruments make the best sounds as they're breaking,
People make the best smiles when they're faking,
Notes are shattered, blood is spattered,
The night is ours for the taking,
And what shall we say now that it is gone?
In ours eyes are no tears, in our hearts are no songs,
And now we've gone pale, what was it we saw?
The beauty, the horror...
Of rock that is so raw
The Dissonance Of Discontent lyrics © Raw Rock Productions; Thirsty Moon River Publishing
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