Cleaver 歌词

It's the state of the art or it's a cleaver It's the end of the world or it's a line While you're tolling all the bells and scare the people Let it go, let it turn into dust to be divine It's a blade, it's an axe, or it's the answer It's the shape of things to come, or It's the state of the art of it's a cleaver It's the end of the world or it's a line While you're tolling all the bells and scare the people Let it go, let it turn into dust to be divine It's a sabre, it's a knife, or it's a savior It's the end of the world, or It's the state of the art of it's a cleaver It's the shape of things to come or just a line While you're calling all your gods and torch your leader Let it go, let it burn into ash to be divine And it's a needle - reflection through the eyes And it's a reason - shot of blood that this body denies Is it the best rate - or a flat line Or a second chance - or a bad time Get it, do you get it? State of the art of it's a cleaver It's the end of the world or it's a line While you're tolling all the bells and scare the people Let it go, let it turn into dust to be divine State of the art of it's a cleaver It's the shape of things to come or just a line While you're calling all your gods and torch your leader Let it go, let it burn into ash to be divine