Lyrics

Lines filtered of sight Shots sharp with dull darts Stained; aligned Feigned; sworn Shots sharp with dull darts Cards played in lies Have blank applaud Fleeces white Fear of dark Fleeces white Fear of dark If others call its safe to stay in sick The sickness calms the firm concern with weak Shots sharp with dull darts Cards played in lies have blank applaud Grew swarms Hands tamper with plot Sawdust conclusions