To Kingdom Come

That's a frosty way to speak To tell me how to live next to your potpourri All this talking pulls my teeth I believed in you, so you'd believe in Me, I cried out "God" You dared me in the dark I felt a hush fall quietly from my spark so now I hi

Bibunt omnes sine meta. Quamvis bibant mente leta, Sic nos rodunt omnes gentes Et sic erimus Sentries of fisterra wake Gallant masses stir Thy kingly spirit throned among the hills A call to arms young hopefuls Fields of burning toil Beware of bleedi

[ti:To Kingdom Come] [ar:Passion Pit] [al:Manners] [00:02.00]Passion Pit - To Kingdom Come [00:08.00] [00:32.39]That's a frosty way to speak, [00:36.78]To tell me how to live next to your purple ring. [00:42.66]All this talking pulls my teeth. [00:47