Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brooke Lauren Haycock
Background Vocals
Benjamin Haycock
Performer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
James Auwarter
Mastering Engineer
Dan Willett
Producer
Matthew Jackson
Producer
Lyrics
To hold the iniquities closely until they're moulded in bold
The obliquity roaming around befittingly composed
Mere antiquities posing amongst deficiencies
Of older hostilities that corrode sensibilities sevenfold
Until told, they slowly prohibit the soul
Implicitly limiting holding the vision when liquor was taking its toll
Is forgiving a sinner all on the deliver
Digging for miracles from the familiar
Big hypocritical spiritual litterers
Where is deliverance sold?
The oblivion grows
Tranquilly's gold amongst the fragility of foes
Their divinity folded up in these lyrics see, I know
That these mysteries told amongst the indignities
Complicity visiting, reminiscing my whispering
All the dwindling history of the old
Freedom I leave you
To dine with my dreams
The steeple atones
Weakness of nights spent alone
Suffering world is an idle
That beats up the feeble
Depriving of gold
Cathedrals of soul
People that fight to uphold
Merits of pearls of deceitful sin
Vows broken, you can't be my lord
While the viper wields the gun
Hand over my life
Shall I run?
To sell, the integrity founded on distant memories
Impounds, consequentially grounding a man's sincerity to tell
Ever-pressingly pounding infinitesimal echoes that pester decibels
Louder than retrospectively allows
On the ground
No effort can turn it around
The sediments bury the enemies peril embezzling me for the count
Will benevolence settle adrenaline's reveller
Deadening menacing, heading for heaven now
Everyone edits irrelevant devils out
Memories better for self by every account
Prosperity grounded in insincerity
In hell, confess it as rounded but only destiny will doubt
The crest of my heart will openly shed
Of any secrets that are pestering in darkness
Where the devil is alarming
Where one's death bed comes around
Freedom I leave you
To dine with my dreams
The steeple atones
Weakness of nights spent alone
Suffering world is an idle
That beats up the feeble
Depriving of gold
Cathedrals of soul
People that fight to uphold
Merits of pearls of deceitful sin
Vows broken, you can't be my lord
While the viper wields the gun
Hand over my life
Shall I run?
Oooh', Oooh'
Vows broken, be my lord
These sirens light up violent nights
They're hiding now you're here
These sirens light up violent nights
They're hiding now you're here
And all my life I'll hold you tight
They're hiding now you're here
And all my life I'll hold you tight
They're hiding now you're here
