Fawkes Pt. 1

from by Face Like Thunder

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The crooked spires refract the light outside the hall
Still painting patterns, ever-changing amber shapes on the wall
The gallows' silhouette, it shakes me to the core
A cold November's night, the smell of sulfur in the fall

Tonight I'll be the martyr, I'll be the harbinger of war
I'll be the firestarter, the poltergeist behind the door
Now you've been outsmarted, the scattered men in the snow
Sing a song for the broken-hearted. Children and wives departed
Carve your name by the light of the moon
Did i know?

Monteagle, Monteagle
Who held the pen now holds the shovel and the tombstones
Monteagle, Monteagle
Well that's preposterous that our cautiousness has cost us
Monteagle, Monteagle,
Well my curtain call will certainly be well-known
Monteagle, Monteagle
Well that's preposterous that our cautiousness has cost us

The musty air has seemed to cause my lungs to fold
Under the House of Lordes my panic ricochets off the walls
With every shadow casting fear into my soul
A cold November's night, conspire to overthrow it all.

Tonight i'll be the martyr....

I could never dream an awful way to go
Blinded by the torches coming in through the door
36 reasons sitting under your nose
I will never see the light of day anymore
How could I pretend that I didn't even know?
The end is fucking nigh and I'm ready to go
I will play the symphony that's starting the show
I will never see the light of day anymore.

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from The First One, track released November 5, 2014

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