Lyrics:
Burning pieces in the sands of the wasteland
So now you ride into war with a scabbard
You must split their skulls in two with a scabbard
The fate of earth
money in the scabbards
My niggas official, pop out in the scat
Runnin' around, bitch, that's how that body do that
Lonely with, that's my bullet, my
let the sword rot unused in its scabbard let the womb lack its quota
let my line here fail
Let the evil book waste. Let the sword rot unused.
Let
down
But I did what I did before love came to town
I was there when they crucified my Lord
I held the scabbard when the soldier drew his sword
I
came to town
I was there when they crucified my Lord
I held the scabbard when the soldier drew his sword
I threw the dice when they pierced his side
down
But I did what I did before love came to town
I was there when they crucified my Lord
I held the scabbard when the soldier drew his sword
I
down
But I did what I did before love came to town
I was there when they crucified my Lord
I held the scabbard when the soldier drew his sword
I
a scabbard soft as gold
I can show you pretty secrets
Human lips have never told.
And she said, "Sailor, come with me
Is it lonesome on the sea
Is there
did before love came to town
I was there when they crucified my Lord
I held the scabbard when the soldier drew his sword
I threw the dice when they
down
But I did what I did before love came to town
I was there when they crucified my Lord
I held the scabbard when the soldier drew his sword
I
swinging from the trees
Can a mirror rescue me?
The march hare blows his horn
His 19 wives lend ear to a storm come clear
A whisker here a scabbard there
his chest in scabbards rest
The rows of throwing knives
Whose razor points in challenged tests
Have finished many lives
Now facing one another
his chest in scabbards rest
The rows of throwing knives
Whose razor points in challenged tests
Have finished many lives
Now facing one another
down
But I did what I did before love came to town
I was there when they crucified my Lord
I held the scabbard when the soldier drew his sword
I
to unwind
Conquistador a vulture sits, upon your silver sheath
And in your rusty scabbard now, the sand has taken seed
And though your jewel-encrusted
no maze to unwind
Conquistador a vulture sits, upon your silver sheath
And in your rusty scabbard now, the sand has taken seed
And though your
Outeniqua
Gun dogs in Angola
Flames lick the corners of each hungry horseman's smile
They have locusts in their scabbards and deserts in their eyes
Passing
no maze to unwind
Conquistador a vulture sits, upon your silver sheath
And in your rusty scabbard now, the sand has taken seed
And though your
dogs live in Outeniqua
Gun dogs in Angola
Flames lick the corners of each hungry horseman's smile
They have locusts in their scabbards and deserts in
and looked pale in the moonlight
She'd taken shelter in a tomb from the rain
He stepped out of the woods by the roadside
She let the scabbard of her sword fall
Promising a future more
Bedraggled than bedazzled
When, "It isn't you, it's me
" began the dagger to the scabbard
Free snake tats, plays on train tracks
Dorm
to far off lands
A black sword was at his side
Murmuring in its scabbard cold
Waiting for the moment to arrive
To drink the very essence of soul
He
burned-out cars
The challengers await
And in their fists clutch iron bars
With which to seal his fate
Across his chest is scabbards rest
The rows of throwing
swords in one scabbard
Full dear they cost my purse
And you shall have the best of them
I shall have the worst
So slowly, so slowly he rose up
And slowly
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