Song | The Offering |
Artist | Shaman's Harvest |
Album | March of the Bastards |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
We are the offering of your dead | |
We are the used to be mislead | |
We are the bastards | |
May you never take us home | |
Get in | |
Give in | |
Get in | |
Give in | |
Get in | |
Give in | |
Get in | |
Give in | |
It's prophesied the world will end | |
And culminate in fiery dust | |
There’s nothing left for those to come | |
Caesar will bring the fall out and | |
In an instance two deep breaths | |
Using quickly what is left | |
So put your back against the cliff | |
There’s naught but thin air to resist | |
We are the offering of the dead | |
We are the used to be mislead | |
We are the bastards | |
May you never take us home | |
So take precaution when we come | |
So make the best of all to some | |
Take your shot you'll be much better when we're gone | |
Get in | |
Give in | |
Get in | |
Give in | |
Get in | |
Give in | |
Get in | |
Give in | |
Now as they watch fires burning low | |
And hope resides in fading trust | |
Assimilate or be drawn in | |
Never could add the sum | |
I'll have an instant to take a breath | |
Using quickly what is left | |
So put your back against the fence | |
It's naught but thin air | |
We are the offering of the dead | |
We are the used to be mislead | |
We are the bastards | |
May you never take us home | |
So take precaution when we come | |
So make the best of all to some | |
Take your shot you'll be much better when we're gone | |
When we're gone |
We are the offering of your dead | |
We are the used to be mislead | |
We are the bastards | |
May you never take us home | |
Get in | |
Give in | |
Get in | |
Give in | |
Get in | |
Give in | |
Get in | |
Give in | |
It' s prophesied the world will end | |
And culminate in fiery dust | |
There' s nothing left for those to come | |
Caesar will bring the fall out and | |
In an instance two deep breaths | |
Using quickly what is left | |
So put your back against the cliff | |
There' s naught but thin air to resist | |
We are the offering of the dead | |
We are the used to be mislead | |
We are the bastards | |
May you never take us home | |
So take precaution when we come | |
So make the best of all to some | |
Take your shot you' ll be much better when we' re gone | |
Get in | |
Give in | |
Get in | |
Give in | |
Get in | |
Give in | |
Get in | |
Give in | |
Now as they watch fires burning low | |
And hope resides in fading trust | |
Assimilate or be drawn in | |
Never could add the sum | |
I' ll have an instant to take a breath | |
Using quickly what is left | |
So put your back against the fence | |
It' s naught but thin air | |
We are the offering of the dead | |
We are the used to be mislead | |
We are the bastards | |
May you never take us home | |
So take precaution when we come | |
So make the best of all to some | |
Take your shot you' ll be much better when we' re gone | |
When we' re gone |
We are the offering of your dead | |
We are the used to be mislead | |
We are the bastards | |
May you never take us home | |
Get in | |
Give in | |
Get in | |
Give in | |
Get in | |
Give in | |
Get in | |
Give in | |
It' s prophesied the world will end | |
And culminate in fiery dust | |
There' s nothing left for those to come | |
Caesar will bring the fall out and | |
In an instance two deep breaths | |
Using quickly what is left | |
So put your back against the cliff | |
There' s naught but thin air to resist | |
We are the offering of the dead | |
We are the used to be mislead | |
We are the bastards | |
May you never take us home | |
So take precaution when we come | |
So make the best of all to some | |
Take your shot you' ll be much better when we' re gone | |
Get in | |
Give in | |
Get in | |
Give in | |
Get in | |
Give in | |
Get in | |
Give in | |
Now as they watch fires burning low | |
And hope resides in fading trust | |
Assimilate or be drawn in | |
Never could add the sum | |
I' ll have an instant to take a breath | |
Using quickly what is left | |
So put your back against the fence | |
It' s naught but thin air | |
We are the offering of the dead | |
We are the used to be mislead | |
We are the bastards | |
May you never take us home | |
So take precaution when we come | |
So make the best of all to some | |
Take your shot you' ll be much better when we' re gone | |
When we' re gone |