Far Too Temp - Sweet Cobra

This old dirt makes the back itch

Line up the bones and crack the teeth

Do not replace intention with grief

Do not mistake the shepherd for the thief

There is no license like this purpose affords

There are no burdens, only…

Took it all and put it on the line

Showed our cards and marked our place in time

Shield the candle, carry on the flame

What comes of toil from three that remain

There is no license like this purpose affords

There are no burdens, only this torch

Seeds of this clash have born and harvested their fruit

Looking for answers and seeking proof

Far too temporary, far too temp…