Seven Kinds Of Sin Lyrics
| Song | Seven Kinds Of Sin |
| Artist | Sad Lovers and Giants |
| Album | The Mirror Test |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| With golden wings of fire | |
| He’s flown away across the fields | |
| Nobody answers when he calls | |
| I knew this time would come | |
| Like winters hand of frozen steel | |
| Riding a stallion down the hall | |
| Seven times I’ve heard my conscience cry | |
| I’ve never worked out why I need to live this tainted life | |
| I cast a careless glance | |
| Into the lake of my desires | |
| Such are reflections on all that’s passed | |
| And if I stare too hard | |
| The ripples dance and call me liar | |
| How do they know me I’ve never asked? | |
| Seven times I’ve heard my conscience cry | |
| I’ve never worked out why i need to live this tainted life | |
| I’m waking up at last | |
| With bitter after tastes of guilt | |
| Shooting deserters we fired at will | |
| And there’s a silhouette | |
| A faceless shape that we have built | |
| Scratching the dirt on the distant hills | |
| Seven times I’ve heard my conscience cry | |
| I’ve never worked out why I need to live this tainted life | |
| How do i feel right now? | |
| Suddenly I’m not sure | |
| Slowly we all fall down | |
| Like broken horses |
| With golden wings of fire | |
| He' s flown away across the fields | |
| Nobody answers when he calls | |
| I knew this time would come | |
| Like winters hand of frozen steel | |
| Riding a stallion down the hall | |
| Seven times I' ve heard my conscience cry | |
| I' ve never worked out why I need to live this tainted life | |
| I cast a careless glance | |
| Into the lake of my desires | |
| Such are reflections on all that' s passed | |
| And if I stare too hard | |
| The ripples dance and call me liar | |
| How do they know me I' ve never asked? | |
| Seven times I' ve heard my conscience cry | |
| I' ve never worked out why i need to live this tainted life | |
| I' m waking up at last | |
| With bitter after tastes of guilt | |
| Shooting deserters we fired at will | |
| And there' s a silhouette | |
| A faceless shape that we have built | |
| Scratching the dirt on the distant hills | |
| Seven times I' ve heard my conscience cry | |
| I' ve never worked out why I need to live this tainted life | |
| How do i feel right now? | |
| Suddenly I' m not sure | |
| Slowly we all fall down | |
| Like broken horses |
| With golden wings of fire | |
| He' s flown away across the fields | |
| Nobody answers when he calls | |
| I knew this time would come | |
| Like winters hand of frozen steel | |
| Riding a stallion down the hall | |
| Seven times I' ve heard my conscience cry | |
| I' ve never worked out why I need to live this tainted life | |
| I cast a careless glance | |
| Into the lake of my desires | |
| Such are reflections on all that' s passed | |
| And if I stare too hard | |
| The ripples dance and call me liar | |
| How do they know me I' ve never asked? | |
| Seven times I' ve heard my conscience cry | |
| I' ve never worked out why i need to live this tainted life | |
| I' m waking up at last | |
| With bitter after tastes of guilt | |
| Shooting deserters we fired at will | |
| And there' s a silhouette | |
| A faceless shape that we have built | |
| Scratching the dirt on the distant hills | |
| Seven times I' ve heard my conscience cry | |
| I' ve never worked out why I need to live this tainted life | |
| How do i feel right now? | |
| Suddenly I' m not sure | |
| Slowly we all fall down | |
| Like broken horses |
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