Daily Bread

from by Ghosts of Port Royal

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Daily Bread

You serve me wine
But I’m into whisky
You cut the bread
But where’s the meat
You lay the rules
And we follow
You say all the right things
While we clean your feet
And it all sums up and it’s still incomplete
You start a war You said for freedom
But you turn your back When you can’t stand the heat
With the lack of a better cause
You blind the law
With the lack of a better cause
You kill the weak
With the lack of a better cause
You burn the proof
And dirty sheets

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from 1692, released June 25, 2014

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