Galore Testo

Testo Galore

Sever, watch one split into two
Five, six we've found theory to chew
Watch us spit

Knowledge professed as though
Read from a relic stone unbroken

For every wound that you carry
One more rebirth
(Various forms of varying worth)

We peddle the tinder and burn the cash in a heap on the floor
Because we prefer the flame
We speak creed whispers ride to a dull roar
Like smoker's cough in a poet's game

(Lost verse found)
You wouldn't believe the sound
(Expound) Faces fractured in a mirror image assembly
A hundred mouths utter the litany a different way
(You wouldn't believe the sound)
Of knowledge professed as though
Read from a relic stone long broken
In as many fragments of you, your so called
(Knowledge falsely so called)

Sing noble you good hero
So as not to hear the one who speaks what he knows:
As above so below

(Lost verse found)
You wouldn't believe the sound