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frantic (canada) - mark my words lyrics

here in the heights, in the lights that grow foul
cowls enshroud those that wrench from the bowels
of the earth, and search through the night
enticed by the glimmer, such a sickening rite

power. that effervescent word
it bubbles between the fingers of the withering herd
undeterred. as on the pox and mire
slithers to our gates, reclaiming what you’ve yearned

oh…..

what have you done?
for a penny you would sell the wind from our lungs
once stood with pride, hence cast aside
a city that will choke as they bite on their tongues

stunned. as i grew alongside this
and reaped the rewards and a growing defiance
suppliants that clawed from the earth their triumph
our success is a problem for the future to silence

so the time passed, the evil so banished, the fright of the night that the firelight vanquished
unknown to pyre and lit, we beset all our fears, bit them down to the quick
split woods, stacked stones, till our towers groaned
a glimpse at the future, and an order dethroned
moved to our shores, then hulls and oars, nowhere on our mother that we could not explore
years roar, tear roll, buried under these floors
mere ore, or sheer gore, well either’s fine when we pour
sneer more. these insincere shores
if the flames l!ck our doors would anyone mourn?

how has it come to this?
reminisce of the days before the precipice
of the abyss, before what we could take appeared to us as gifts
our quarry stands still, a glimmer in the mist
how its fl!ckers turned to shivers as our blades learned to twist

and to kiss the earth, in such smirking mirth, a gift to a greed to a need to a curse
lurched onwards on such shaky legs, bury the thought of the pain we’ve incurred
that inflicts on us such corruption
if that’s what it takes i’ll usher the destruction

yes, burn, a mess to watch squirm
it’s a lesson in aggression i’ll feed to the worms
the unlearned, a recompense yearns
call it naivety, i’ll say that it’s deserved

the culpable to be left to the ferns
oh so combustible, i’ll watch how they’ll squirm
when you stand on the brink, you must hold yourself firm
so mark. my. words

- frantic canada lyrics

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