Lyrics to song I like by Coheed & Cambria of their album titled: Good Apollo, I'm Burning Star IV, Volume Two: No World for Tomorrow01:34 Aug 09 2008
Times Read: 796
The Hound (of Blood and Rank)
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Was it in the cold of that knife you screwed?
In the heart of the enduring
‘Cause when you opened that door, you knew
Well now there’d be no returning
Or room to mourn what we have lost
To wait while the willing, as you're the Hound of Blood & Rank
And boy, you've got another thing coming
Come on, come on, come on, you've got to give it me
As though you want it to, come on and set me free
I'll dig it 'til we've made your grave, oh, you've been a bad, bad boy
I'll cut it 'til I carve it out, and stick it in a sad, sad song
Why the bother, you're no brother, you’re the wrong I need
Boy, we all found an audience, while you found the worst of me
You got another thing
Put 'em up against the wall, now they're of no use to you
God, it's time for the curing, only you're in for that big refuse
Surprise, boy! This tides come a turning, no room to mourn what you have lost
Oh, no waiting while the willing, poor little Hound of Blood & Rank
Who deserves every ounce of what's coming
Come on, come on, come on, you've got to give it me
As though you want it to, come on and set me free
I'll dig it 'til we've made your grave, oh, you've been a bad, bad boy
I'll cut it 'til I carve it out, and stick it in a sad, sad song
Why the bother, you're no brother, you’re the wrong I need
Boy, we all found an audience, while you found the worst of me
You got another thing
Come on, come on, come on, you've got to give it me
As though you want it to, come on and set me free
I'll dig it 'til we've made your grave, oh, you've been a bad, bad boy
I'll cut it 'til I carve it out, and stick it in a sad, sad song
Why the bother, you're no brother, you’re the wrong I need
Boy, we all found an audience, while you found the worst of me
You got another thing
We caught you on the wrong side of lying
Within the dust we left you dying, if only words can keep you hiding
Well go on, cowards we've offed you, cowards we've offed you
I hope your life's a living hell, it's all on you, boy
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