Traitor Lyrics - Crows Fly Black - Tarot

Hundred lashes! 

-The battles are fought outside. 

Count your blessings! 

-The war is in the head. 

Hundred lashes! 

-Try to suffer less than learn. 

Count your blessings! 

-I try to be fair with both. 

Hundred lashes! 

-Walk proud to the pole. 

Count your blessings! 

-The seconds are really short. 

Hundred lashes! 

-Don't forget how to breathe. 

Count your blessings! 

-They'll carry you away. 

I won't stand your cowering. 

Your selfpity disgusts me. 

And here you're just wallowing in you feces. 

You're a traitor...to your species. 

I want my secrets kept. 

The hand's hard for the curious. 

Iron grip, the whip flies furious! 

I won't stand... 

You're a traitor...to your species. 

I want my secrets kept. 

You kneel, I accept.