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God Mother - Ideals lyrics

Artist: God Mother

album: Maktbehov


Immune to an inner sight
Your face is not your own
Patience what they have teached you
To keep you complacent
This way you will be under the hand that feeds you
Coward
Your name a shame
Your fingers crossed
The blame is placed.
Precious nothing
Ideals
We mistake for beauty
The bearer of principles without value stands exalted and adored
The tongue speak words it cannot accept as truth
Bleach your sight and now rest.

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