Giraffe Tongue Orchestra - Back to the Light Тексты

Thrown to the wolves
At the first ring of the morning bell
Long knives and prayers
Come to pave your primrose path to hell

But you have a choice
To suffer what they give you
Or you can spread your wings across the gaping void

Shoot, shoot - Shoot, shoot - Shoot 'em down

I want to be your guide into the silence
Blood on the ground
Back to the light