Текст песни Job For A Cowboy - Summon The Hounds

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Summon the servants That are chained at the throat By a tarnished chain only devoted To their prosperous fathers Fathers! A grip so tight it bruises the neck When the beast exhales The horror's that settle internally Galloping toward immoral intent With the set of bounties With the set of bounties On the heads of the righteous The dismantled bodies Given back for validation and gratuity To amuse the gods of fortune The itching appetite Grows as these hounds Unearth the leaders and theive On the lives of the weak beneath them Beneath them! Summon the servants That are chained at the throat By a tarnished chain only devoted To their prosperous fathers Fathers! Aggravation dissolves into a joyous laughter As the oppressors loan vows to benefit the wealthy And cast down the frail Hero by hero slaughtered in vain, Assassinations of demigods in secrecy A never ending pattern to cast down the frail And throne the elite. Summon the servants that are chained at the throat By a tarnished chain only devoted To their prosperous fathers A grip so tight it bruises the neck On the heads of the righteous The dismantled bodies Given back for validation and gratuity To amuse the gods of fortune The itching appetite Grows as these hounds When the beast exhales The horror's that settle internally Galloping toward immoral intent With the set of bounties On the heads of the righteous The dismantled bodies Given back for validation and gratuity To amuse the gods of fortune The itching appetite Grows as these hounds Unearth these leaders Hero by hero slaughtered in vain, Assassinations of demigods in secrecy A never ending pattern to cast down the frail And throne the elite. And. Throne. The. Elite.

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