|Guitar, Keyboards:||Tom Searle|
An iron fist in a velvet glove // Another vulture posing as a dove // Do you have no shame? // Look at what you've become // You are the reason we are bitter and then some // They sing of saviours, we sing of sorrow // But we're still holding on for dear life // You sold us all down the river // I hope you choke on the vows that you failed to deliver // You said you'd change the world, but death still flies east // The blind lead the blind, so we bomb for peace // Grave digger, there's blood on your hands // You built this empire on salt and sand // Not all is fair in love and war // History repeats, we've seen this all before // We've given the vampires the keys to the blood bank // They say the more things change, the more they stay the same // Whilst the liars leech, the crooked preach // So lie through your teeth, lie like you mean it // it beggars belief, do you really think that we still fucking believe it? // There's no room in here for an honest man, only callous and cold hearts // Oppressor, you built this empire on salt and sand.
Brighton’s Architects are a band who’ve never shied away from challenging the world around them. Long lauded as some of modern metal’s ...