Blind me with distraction
Build a frontier across the void
All tomorrow been destroyed, in a breath
I moved out to the country
And I saw the scenery shake
As a summer parade meets it�s death
And God�s assassins rode back into town
And paved their way upon the cold ground
Roses help me to pretend
Blushing brides and cosmonauts
Don�t meet their bitter end
Give me grace oh Mother
I have rumbled quite a feast
Traced the footsteps of a Priest in the snow
But in my mind�s picture of every face I�ve ever loved
Travel lightly suck their blood before they go
And God�s assassins rode back into town
And paved their way upon the cold ground
Roses help me to pretend
Blushing brides and cosmonauts
Don�t meet their bitter end
Roses, roses, cannot do this any more
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