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Artist: The Receiving End Of Sirens Look alive, gentlemen Or fake your deaths; your wounds undressed beneath your costumes. Some are so well rehearsed For hearses it hurts, always the first to wave the white flag And barricade themselves In false pretenses, fox holed in trenches. Forged casualties with casual pleas, Dying to please the enemy We die to stay alive, we kill to survive We are the corps of corpses, We are up in arms and armed Bring all the king's horses and all the king's men Push on, plod on, these legs like pistons pumping forward motion. Convalescent men in uniform. We have fallen to friendly fire, shrapnel freckles our spine. Still our feet fall one by one. We are the corps of corpses, We are up in arms and armed Bring all the king's horses and all the king's men We were led to lead lovers, while marching to the beat. We were led to lead lovers, we kissed so well. The cannon's calling our name, I hear her singing to me In morse code, "This is our revolution! To arms! To arms! This is a revolution!" We are the corps of corpses, We are up in arms and armed. More The Receiving End Of Sirens lyrics Most popular songs by The Receiving End Of SirensSmoke And MirrorsDead Men Tell No Tales Swallow People Whole Planning A Prison Break The Rival Cycle ...Then I Defy You, Stars Venona Broadcast Quality Oubliette (Disappear) A Realization Of The Ear
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