Conquest - Tapes 'n Tapes

A Million Miles

Of common sense

Can’t hide the reader

Can’t fill the trench

And what you hide

Is what I sold

And when you’re next to me

The feeling’s cold

Don’t tread lightly

In the book

At the age of stills

You make congress, Congress

Up in the mount

On the sea of chills

You went tireless, tireless

I will walk alone

Take Toll Take Time

And turn your face

Dismount your wall

Disband your state

The tides of thought

Are blowing in the wind

We’ll stretch our seed

To the beaches of the fins

The path is clear

We’ll keep clear on the side

And make our beds

In the beds of others

Don’t talk lightly

In the book

At the age of stills

You make congress, congress

Up in the mount

At the sea of chills

You went tireless, Tireless

I will walk alone

Through miles and miles of bones

When you touch me I’m alone

When you tease me I’m alone

In the battle of the bones

In the battle of the bones

I’ll be Up coming on

I’ll be up and holding stong

We’ll be holding up for long

We’ll be holding up for long

You’ll be hiding from our deeds

On the whole and on your knees

You will hide your women

Hide your women

Hide your women

In the book

At the age of stills

You make congress, congress

Up in the mount

At the sea of chills

You went tireless, tireless

You’ve been running in for the kill

Look down to the south and on to the fields

I’ve been a rider

I’ve been a shill

For conquest, conquest

I will walk alone

Through miles and miles of bones

We’ll up our highness

Off our shyness

Bring it to your home