The Hound (Of Blood and Rank)

Coheed and Cambria - Rock, Concept Album
The Hound (Of Blood and Rank)
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Duration: 4:38
Lyrics
[Verse 1] 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 and rank And boy, you've got another thing coming [Pre-Chorus] Come on, come on, come on You've got to give it to me (Woah, oh, oh, woah-oh-oh) As though you wanted to (Woah, oh, oh, woah-oh-oh) Come on and set me free [Chorus] 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 (N-n-no, no, no) 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 [Verse 2] 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 tide's come a-turning No room to mourn what you have lost Oh, no waiting while the willing Poor little hound of blood and rank Who deserves every ounce of what's coming [Pre-Chorus] Come on, come on, come on You've got to give it to me (Woah, oh, oh, woah-oh-oh) As though you wanted to (Woah, oh, oh, woah-oh-oh) Come on and set me free [Chorus] 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 (N-n-no, no, no) 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 [Guitar Solo] [Pre-Chorus] Come on, come on, come on You've got to give it to me (Woah, oh, oh, woah-oh-oh) As though you wanted to (Woah, oh, oh, woah-oh-oh) Come on and set me free [Chorus] 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 (N-n-no, no, no) 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 [Post-Chorus] 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 [Outro] (I hope your life's a living hell) It's all on you, boy (I hope your life's a living hell) It's all on you, boy (I hope your life's a living hell) It's all on you, boy (I hope your life's a living hell) It's all on you, boy (I hope your life's a living hell) It's all on you, boy (I hope your life's a living hell) It's all on you, boy (I hope your life's a living hell) It's all on you, boy
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Credits
- Writers
- Mic Todd
- Travis Stever
- Chris Pennie
- Claudio Sanchez