White fields of vandal dust
Drift softly on our home
Awaken in the night. We feel the pincers sting
The cold
The cold
The cold

Landslide. Just start the bus
Ride to the bandit throne
Wide-eyed we stare into the portal. Plumes of ash
And bone
Bone
And bone

Some other gang you might see
Some other fang, but not the
Gulliver Guns
Appointed ones
The touched

We'll be the ones you won't let
We'll break the rules you might set
No other one
Gulliver Gun

You might
Be hidden in the wires
Dark resonance and tone
Leave now before the fight. Just push the door and take
Us home
Home
Home
Us home


Gulliver Guns _ mix2

You're pages in
I'm story time
Soft faces blur in the borders but your
Arms go right through me
Oh i got your charms

Love changes sin
Dark forces light
The Chase begins but my body gets a
Hole blown right through me
Body gets a hole

The wintersnake's up carving through your parts
Loose limbed invaders drawing up the charts

We storm the bank
Our force combined
A wicked grin from the universe aligned
Thee unto me
In each others arms

The taste of blood
The pulse of rhyme
The past has been but the future's got a fold
Right down through me
Future's got a hold

The wintersnake's up carving through your parts
Loose limbed invaders drawing up the charts

Stay awake
Stay awake - we wont get very far

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