The Poet
The Thief
The vandal and the priest
The emperor's as naked as the guard dogs teeth
Death comes knocking at my front door
And I've never felt so alive before
Is the quadriplegic bayonet
And the romance dead
Is the romance dead
We feast on pterodactyls eggs
And sacrifice the night
Welcome the serpent into the ranks
And set this place alight
The story is contrived
But the history survives
Even the saints don't get out of this life alive
Walk back to Babylon
Theres nothing left for us out here
Remember what the Elders said
Despite their inconsistencies
So never the less
In the end when you throw those dice with Death
Is the quadriplegic bayonet
And the romance dead
Is the romance dead
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The Poet
The Thief
The vandal and the priest
The emperor's as naked as the guard dogs teeth
Death comes knocking at my front door
And I've never felt so alive before
Is the quadriplegic bayonet
And the romance dead
Is the romance dead
We feast on pterodactyls eggs
And sacrifice the night
Welcome the serpent into the ranks
And set this place alight
The story is contrived
But the history survives
Even the saints don't get out of this life alive
Walk back to Babylon
Theres nothing left for us out here
Remember what the Elders said
Despite their inconsistencies
So never the less
In the end when you throw those dice with Death
Is the quadriplegic bayonet
And the romance dead
Is the romance dead
The Thief
The vandal and the priest
The emperor's as naked as the guard dogs teeth
Death comes knocking at my front door
And I've never felt so alive before
Is the quadriplegic bayonet
And the romance dead
Is the romance dead
We feast on pterodactyls eggs
And sacrifice the night
Welcome the serpent into the ranks
And set this place alight
The story is contrived
But the history survives
Even the saints don't get out of this life alive
Walk back to Babylon
Theres nothing left for us out here
Remember what the Elders said
Despite their inconsistencies
So never the less
In the end when you throw those dice with Death
Is the quadriplegic bayonet
And the romance dead
Is the romance dead
Writer: John McCormick
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid