Paroles de The First Stone

My white visions continue This younger skin's outgrown old ways Given what I need I'm listening to how the silent sway Still there'll be poison pens And that pick of bones Still a stand to cast The first stone Still there'll be poison pens And that pick of old bones Still a stand to cast The first stone Check the day out The human race is doing time Locked in some flimsy cage Made of the stuff of the free will kind Hear my heart-smash My self made throne Hoping not to cast That first stone Hear my heart-smash My self made throne Hoping not to cast That first stone That first stone