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We rode like wolves in the road, bearing our teeth to the cold.
Pushing hard north in the snow, our will being forced onto the poor.

But a silver sun is all we need to guide us home.

You settled deep in the trees, wearing old weeds in place of leaves.
You swore that this place be not a trap, leading me on, both arms caught in a cast.

But a silver sun is all we need to guide us home.

So give me temptation and keep your fear and tell me those secrets that I shouldn't hear because if god wants another son, he ought to hold his tongue.

And preach me a sermon all drowned in tears, and dry off those pages that we've read for years because if god wants another son, he ought to hold his tongue.

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from The Casket, released December 6, 2012

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