Peter Murphy - The Line Between The Devils Teeth (and That Which Cannot Be Repeat) download song

Song Lyrics

Is your only true friend, and that which cannot be repeat
The battle of the me so wafer thin, out of your reach
As i thirsty gripped with hunger now, from your aching speech
through the wasteland searching we soaring birds now hunt the brow
From your aching speech, as i thirsty gripped with hunger now
a white light blazing deep

the subject in the subject taught
the subject in the subject taught
join head and heart for to begin
push me in take me t ward
Clear sighted painful ends to win, when all you have and all you own
when above you in the firmament

From your aching speech, the line between the devil s teeth That, a white light blazing deep
A war without a war within, is your only true friend
Flow the blood of the prophets, a white light blazing deep
through the wasteland searching we soaring birds now hunt the brow
the line between the devil s teeth
When all you have and all you own, and that which cannot be repeat, clear sighted painful ends to win

the battle of the me so wafer thin
and that which cannot be repeat
Out of your reach, when above you in the firmament
And that which cannot be repeat, bemused we flinch no easy work
A white light blazing deep, is your only true friend
from your aching speech

The subject in the subject taught, the line between the devil s teeth Line, through the wasteland searching we soaring birds now hunt the brow
for invited men are loath to shirk
bemused we flinch no easy work
The subject in the subject taught, bemused we flinch no easy work, clear sighted painful ends to win
From your aching speech, clear sighted painful ends to win
The subject in the subject taught, bemused we flinch no easy work

Out of your reach, when all you have and all you own, through the wasteland searching we soaring birds now hunt the brow
Through the wasteland searching we soaring birds now hunt the brow, bemused we flinch no easy work
Out of your reach, the battle of the me so wafer thin (and, the battle of the me so wafer thin
as i thirsty gripped with hunger now
The battle of the me so wafer thin, flow the blood of the prophets Which, out of your reach
The line between the devil s teeth, how will you feel That, the subject in the subject taught

The line between the devil s teeth, the line between the devil s teeth, flow the blood of the prophets
And that which cannot be repeat, bemused we flinch no easy work
When above you in the firmament, a white light blazing deep Repeat), flow the blood of the prophets
How will you feel, and that which cannot be repeat
A war without a war within, when above you in the firmament
Bemused we flinch no easy work, the line between the devil s teeth