The Always Open Mouth by Fear Before the March of Flames

My (Fucking) Deer Hunter

by Fear Before the March of Flames· from The Always Open Mouth

When we start we lack a ruler's know ledge When we grow we gain the tools to con over I'll kill the king just for a taste of copper I'll have his wife just to display my power I'll drink his wine and spit it right back out Some where I grew legs, where did the fins go? What are these limbs? If we leave we don't return And I'm a shark with legs in a tie With a trophy wife at my side And I'll beat her because she's mine And birth a nuclear set of swine But if they leave they won't return And I'll eat her because she's mine And they'll kneel each and every night And when they sleep they won't wake up And if they leave they won't return There's a well out past the shallow waters Where there's God and all its faithful followers They endured the taste of salt There's a beasted who swallowed up his soldiers Drew them out into the cities and shores Gave them greed and made them slaves There's a wall out past the shallow waters Where I can't see but I can sense my father He can see me oh so clearly There's a beast who had me at helloe And a building where I never go If we leave we don't return