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​Bow For Blade

This song is by Brown Bird and appears on the album Fits of Reason (2013).

Bred by skin, born to dust
Raised in flames and aged in rust
Build an altar on high for the world to see
Crawl in stalks, run to the sea
Scour every shore for industry
Burn the bulk of the battles in effigy
Falling through the sky
Crowds have gathered, mouths gaped open wide
Some shouting some are stupefied
Others would rather be home
And though the cowards cast their qualms aloud
The falling still descend alone
Forced at birth, trained in trade
Anger feeds the child cum music maid
Frustration fueling the fire every step of the way
Over rocks and through the wood
Swallow all the reels and ales she could
Battle rages but all we wanna do is play
Falling through the sky
Crowds have gathered, mouths gaped open wide
Some shouting some are stupefied
Others would rather be home
And though the cowards cast their qualms aloud
The falling still descend alone
Wrought with earth, sick with jade
Travel don't make the luster fade
Toil cheek to cheek and bow for blade
Braced in flame and souls to keep
Desire won't let the monster sleep
We burn bright and broil in our crusade
Falling through the sky
Crowds have gathered, mouths gaped open wide
Some shouting some are stupefied
Others would rather be home
And though the cowards cast their qualms aloud
The falling still descend alone