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Saline Grace
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Silas Spade
My name is Silas Spade By strength of a sombre vision In those deepest vaults of being I felt mankind's awful fate My brother, fill this empty whiskey glass And I shall tell of the individual's disease
My name is Silas Spade I saw an oak tree with human eyes Uprooted being on a deceptive road Perceived freedom but sickness inside Brother, fill this whiskey glass again And I shall tell of the individual's disease
O estrangement, you great misfortune Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com In a wasteland I opened a shallow grave And benevolence was buried there
My name is Silas Spade I planted the oak into its soil again Where dead leaves were falling from Its boughs full of stench and creatures Brother, a new bottle of whiskey please And I shall tell of the individual's disease
O estrangement, you great misfortune In a wasteland I opened a shallow grave And benevolence was buried there
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