Blood Virtue, by Sandwich Massacre
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I find myself in the strangest places
None of which I could ever call my home
I find my name on the strangest faces
And in the strangest eyes I found my soul
There is hope in every morning
There’s a god in every soul
There’s a point to all this learning
If every heart stopped beating how could I find my way
home?
*Oh oh yeah, it’s like the breath that I breathe every
time oh woah
Oh oh yeah, it’s like the mystery that I’ll never know
as me
oh yeah, but I’ll keep on floating
Oh yeah, like I keep on dreaming
Oh yeah, every heart knows benevolence
Oh yeah, if your words speak truth your veins will flow with
virtue
Your veins will flow with virtue
We were not born to walk unaided
Life is mystery but I know that
We were not born to destroy heaven
God never gave us a reason to attack
There’s healing in every smile
There is love in every heart
There’s a prophet in your healing words
And if every voice stopped speaking, how could we heal every
soul?
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Your veins
Divulge in your subconscious
Arrive at peace at unity with us
If truth does flow like blood at once
We’re saved
We’re saved
We’re, We’re
We’re saved
2004
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Posted: 2005-11-06 16:24:23 UTC |
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