Fallow Season
๐ต 713 characters
โฑ๏ธ 4:12 duration
๐ ID: 10022067
๐ Lyrics
Bad blood wells from the troubled ground
where prophets breed and faith comes cheap
like fast words spilled from a careless mouth
They're hollow leeches, preying on our minds
Small men kneel at the riverside
This will be a fallow season
Twelve dogs leashed in a salesman's yard
Their bellies full, their fangs are greasy
No fire, no dreams, no chase at heart
The wild hunt has been tamed
These are the signs
Small men buy what they can't deny
This will be a fallow season
And the darkness will surround us
Shadows grow like walls around us
Rats and preachers hide in the corners
Draw your knives
It ain't over
Let the greedy strangle the blind
Small men fall and their cities die
Let this be a fallow season
where prophets breed and faith comes cheap
like fast words spilled from a careless mouth
They're hollow leeches, preying on our minds
Small men kneel at the riverside
This will be a fallow season
Twelve dogs leashed in a salesman's yard
Their bellies full, their fangs are greasy
No fire, no dreams, no chase at heart
The wild hunt has been tamed
These are the signs
Small men buy what they can't deny
This will be a fallow season
And the darkness will surround us
Shadows grow like walls around us
Rats and preachers hide in the corners
Draw your knives
It ain't over
Let the greedy strangle the blind
Small men fall and their cities die
Let this be a fallow season
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:30.38] Bad blood wells from the troubled ground
[00:33.37] Where prophets breed and faith comes cheap
[00:44.79] Like fast words spilled from a careless mouth
[00:48.51] They're hollow leeches, preying on our minds
[01:00.30] Small men kneel at the riverside
[01:03.62] This will be a fallow season
[01:29.69] Twelve dogs leashed in a salesman's yard
[01:33.66] Their bellies full, their fangs are greasy
[01:44.82] No fire, no dreams, no chase at heart
[01:48.53] The wild hunt has been tamed
[01:51.15] These are the signs
[01:59.80] Small men buy what they can't deny
[02:03.41] This will be a fallow season
[02:48.24] And the darkness will surround us
[02:52.00] Shadows grow like walls around us
[02:55.74] Rats and preachers hide in the corners
[02:59.12] Draw your knives
[03:01.57] It ain't over
[03:21.61] Let the greedy strangle the blind
[04:04.23] Small men fall and their cities die
[04:07.82] Let this be a fallow season
[04:11.33]
[00:33.37] Where prophets breed and faith comes cheap
[00:44.79] Like fast words spilled from a careless mouth
[00:48.51] They're hollow leeches, preying on our minds
[01:00.30] Small men kneel at the riverside
[01:03.62] This will be a fallow season
[01:29.69] Twelve dogs leashed in a salesman's yard
[01:33.66] Their bellies full, their fangs are greasy
[01:44.82] No fire, no dreams, no chase at heart
[01:48.53] The wild hunt has been tamed
[01:51.15] These are the signs
[01:59.80] Small men buy what they can't deny
[02:03.41] This will be a fallow season
[02:48.24] And the darkness will surround us
[02:52.00] Shadows grow like walls around us
[02:55.74] Rats and preachers hide in the corners
[02:59.12] Draw your knives
[03:01.57] It ain't over
[03:21.61] Let the greedy strangle the blind
[04:04.23] Small men fall and their cities die
[04:07.82] Let this be a fallow season
[04:11.33]