Hold the lines
By Odium
I know…the forage…for the horses…its better…it’s better served…when cold…
So let the feed…let the feed just fill em up…their willingness…will help to set you free…
My family of hellions…just hold the lines…just hold it down…just hold it down…for me…
Despite my heavy feet…I’m anything…but slow…
The strides are rushed…this gem…this gem is seeming frantic…
Many soldiers growing…growing restless…they’ve been known…
To misbehave…and when it hits the fan…how much longer…will it take…
Oh, till the storm cries out…hinting at alarm…
Yah the clock…is counting down…
Yah the clock is counting down…what will happen when it’s done…
The withering hand…like wrath…is in the air…but for those who see…they’re eyes…have narrowed in…
Can you understand…the dusk…and why many horses cycled in…
Will you prepare yourself…for the certainty…of your number…your number being called…
So many have been stubborn…to the process…
Still you cannot resist…something inevitable…like death…is it sinking in…time…time is not to rest…
With an open sail…4 winds to carry in…so partial to the troops…that put their life into his arms…
The tending of the rose…the tending of the rose…has seem to be entrusted…
Yet the truth…is to know…what’s temporal…
So I say to you…when our time is up…our time is up…
But for now…the orders here…oh all the children hold the lines…
Just hold…just hold the lines…
