Constricting and dragging the wrists and ankles of the flock
One by one they fall and become the foundations
The voices in our heads don’t speak, they fucking scream
So put your money in the hands of the Ferryman
This lack of substance leaves me so weak
More and more this discontent will grow, I know
Now unshackle ourselves and rid us of this weight
And put your money in the hand of the Ferryman
I swear no harm will come to you
Stray from the path
I swear no harm will come to you
Stray from the path, we’ll make our own
Strap my hands to the wheel and give me the compass
Set course in the opposite direction
I want to taste the corners of the Earth
Before my body is burnt in the underworld
I can’t lie to myself forever
Stray from the path
The sands are rapidly falling
So stray from the path
We’ll part for new shores
ACODA have been supporting us since the beginning, and we probably would have gotten nowhere and packed it in before now without them. This album is absolutely incredible and is well worth your time! Lay Siege
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