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Brown Bird Muck And Mire Lyrics
Total views: 1 time this week / Rating: 8/10 [2 votes]Album: The Devil Dancing / Original Release Date: 2009-11-10Genre: AlternativeSong Duration: 4 min 28 sec
BROWN BIRD
- Muck And Mire Lyrics / with translationsI must drag my body through the muck and mire
Gather branches for it’s funeral pyre
Twigs I would rather twist into nests
Or whittle wooden wings and fly
But they said, hey oh dig another well
The water reeks of sulfur and it’s red as hell
Oh oh rip the curbing all away
Throw the wood on the funeral pyre
I’d call on my lord but he can’t help me now
I’d fall on my sword if I only knew how to believe there’s nothing above
Only absence of breath, of hatred and love
But it was born into me and if I can’t burn it out
I’ll forge all my swords into blades of a plow
And toil all my days in those fields of fire
And I will welcome those flames in a funeral pyre
I must drag my body through the muck and mire
Gather branches for it’s funeral pyre
Twigs I would rather twist into nests
Or whittle wooden wings and fly
But they said, hey oh dig another well
The water reeks of sulfur and it’s red as hell
Oh oh rip the curbing all away
Throw the wood on the funeral pyre
We file down our fangs on the bones of our foes
And curse their names with blood swollen tongues
We file down our hearts on the kindness of friends
Pick them up and cut them down again
Gather branches for it’s funeral pyre
Twigs I would rather twist into nests
Or whittle wooden wings and fly
But they said, hey oh dig another well
The water reeks of sulfur and it’s red as hell
Oh oh rip the curbing all away
Throw the wood on the funeral pyre
I’d call on my lord but he can’t help me now
I’d fall on my sword if I only knew how to believe there’s nothing above
Only absence of breath, of hatred and love
But it was born into me and if I can’t burn it out
I’ll forge all my swords into blades of a plow
And toil all my days in those fields of fire
I must drag my body through the muck and mire
Gather branches for it’s funeral pyre
Twigs I would rather twist into nests
Or whittle wooden wings and fly
But they said, hey oh dig another well
The water reeks of sulfur and it’s red as hell
Oh oh rip the curbing all away
Throw the wood on the funeral pyre
We file down our fangs on the bones of our foes
And curse their names with blood swollen tongues
We file down our hearts on the kindness of friends
Pick them up and cut them down again
Facts about Muck And Mire
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Muck And Mire is written by Lamb David Bruce.
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It is first released on November 10, 2009 as part of Brown Bird's album "The Devil Dancing" which includes 13 tracks in total. This song is the 2nd track on this album.
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Muck And Mire falls under the genre Alternative.
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Muck And Mire song length is 4 minutes and 28 seconds.
Who wrote Muck And Mire lyrics?
Muck And Mire is written by Lamb David Bruce.
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When was Muck And Mire released?
It is first released on November 10, 2009 as part of Brown Bird's album "The Devil Dancing" which includes 13 tracks in total. This song is the 2nd track on this album.
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Which genre is Muck And Mire?
Muck And Mire falls under the genre Alternative.
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How long is the song Muck And Mire?
Muck And Mire song length is 4 minutes and 28 seconds.
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these lyrics are submitted by musixmatch2Songwriter(s): LAMB DAVID BRUCE
Record Label(s): 2009 Brown Bird
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