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Motion Still what device does time instill that strengthens my deadened will or is it just that it is time and i the chooser of the rhyme that chooses coarse till the end of Truth that seems a feeble trend that harkens to mine ear so shril
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Confession of Faith is an industrial goth band. But their instrumentation was wide and varied. From using hammered dulcimer and toy piano to samples and noise,
Confession of Faith is an industrial goth band. But their instrumentation was wide and varied. From using hammered dulcimer and toy piano to samples and noise, they created a very unique and powerful sound. While innovation in music is always a key for them so are the importance of the lyrics.
Song Info
Genre
Alternative • Other Alternative
Charts
#11,436 today Peak #163
#1,434 in subgenre Peak #33
Author
Josh Hinck, Matt Cooper, Joe McDonald
Rights
1999
Uploaded
October 18, 2007
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MP3 4.8 MB • 128 kbps • 5:18
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Motion Still what device does time instill that strengthens my deadened will or is it just that it is time and i the chooser of the rhyme that chooses coarse till the end of Truth that seems a feeble trend that harkens to mine ear so shrill a tone that hastens motion still what comes to be i see just what eternity means for me and offers such a cup at length that for the chooser, is whole in strength encompassed then in a veil of Grace where only Peace does touch that face Hope in twain i am slain far behind what i could gain or even ascertain it’s shame i fear that begs me to stand and present my life with sleight of hand to you and hope my ideals you see but that’s just the fool’s heart in me crawling, pining, breaking beneath the weight of Grace for it’s hard to accept the acceptance is the key far it goes entire pace slows Truth where art thou the road towards it flows foot after foot after foot after foot after foot
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Motion Still what device does time instill that strengthens my deadened will or is it just that it is time and i the chooser of the rhyme that chooses coarse till the end of Truth that seems a feeble trend that harkens to mine ear so shrill a tone that hastens motion still what comes to be i see just what eternity means for me and offers such a cup at length that for the chooser, is whole in strength encompassed then in a veil of Grace where only Peace does touch that face Hope in twain i am slain far behind what i could gain or even ascertain it’s shame i fear that begs me to stand and present my life with sleight of hand to you and hope my ideals you see but that’s just the fool’s heart in me crawling, pining, breaking beneath the weight of Grace for it’s hard to accept the acceptance is the key far it goes entire pace slows Truth where art thou the road towards it flows foot after foot after foot after foot after foot
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