High Treason

from by Holy Farmers

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lyrics

My sentence is high treason
from your majesty's court
And I cant plead to reason
when I’m a head too short

My body's hung, drawn and quartered
this is what you've ordered
My limbs to the four corners
but truth still lies within these borders

And my last wish is to blow you a kiss
so throw my ashes to the wind
in hopes they descend upon your lips
once again

For if you buried my body
it would not find rest
Your name heats my cold breath
and my heart beats in this chest

chorus:

I rise from the dead
like leavened bread
I rise to you

I curse now only these veils
between you and me
Veils I've woven from the finest silk
spun of vanity

And only now I realize
that I have always been blessed
What was behind the veil
is the answer to my test

And every path leads
to the crimson ark
If only I'd have known
I'd have blessed my foes from the start

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from Holy Farmers, track released March 5, 2013

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