What mysterious recourses we have relied upon
What mysterious recourses we have relied upon
They have gone awash in a storm
They have come to us from before
Put the devil in the drum so as not to drown
Put the devil in the drum so as not to drown
We wont drown him out in a storm
We have found it out
Look how we came to monitor all the others
And well proceed to monitor when theyre gone
See the people dreaming at the oddest hours
They have gone from us
Bring the young when deserted toward our trough
Let descriptions of invaders fill them up
And we will drown them out in the lore
And we will drown them out
Like how we came to monitor all the others
And they believe well monitor when theyre gone
Leave them sleeping dreaming at the oddest hours
They have gone awash
Run, run, everyone run from door to door
Beg your neighbor for their grace you wont need to store
They were on to us from before
But they were fond of us
Then discover all the monsters thoughts take on
Like the milk or anything still too long
They have conquered us from before
They have conquered us
And if its not for need then what are you willing for
and if its not for need then what are you in it for
You wear such a curious lens
You were such a curious end
Artist: Gaither Vocal Band
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