Undertake Lyrics - Singles - Lash Out

One thousand ploughs my heart 

Grind on my spine 

Fields of flowers sun embraced 

Broken by the driven mass 

Smiling faces, laughing child 

No suffering from your infection 

Fir eyour arms from point blank range 

The circle is now complete 

The things done with eyes of one 

Speak of those with forked tongue 

Catch the words with molten ears 

Let them flee rearranged 

Swallow your seeds in trust of you 

Ripped by the thorns of the growing flower 

You build your throne on tiny straws 

Straws you took from other nests