Blind

from Lost / Blind by Juncture

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lyrics

No-one could have known
The fear and pain she'd bring
This bastardly child's rein
Be cemented in history
Nothing can be done
She has the control of men
Her hatred for her father
Has bought the people to their knees

Mary said to me
Would you like to know
How my garden grows
Mary said to me
Would you like to know
How my garden grows

Were the silver shells not enough
The cockle shells very agonising
But she still hasn't had enough
The pretty little maids lined up and cut
Torturing innocent souls
Killing to regain control
Children growing up with no homes
Their fathers are never coming home

You martyrs you're all blind to see the truth
This country is more important than me
The demons the ones you choose to fear in me
They paint a reflection on all your beliefs
Conspire filled with hate and rage
My god you're going against everything that you say
You wanted power you wanted peace of mind
Well guess what
I'm bigger than all of you combined

You blind fools plaguing thoughts with words
Chasing after me the knife will heed no mercy
Arrogance following gospel carelessly
You'll burn self-righteous hypocrisy

What a sight to see
Burned alive in Oxford Street
What a sight to see
Oxford Martyrs pray for me
What a sight to see
Burned alive in Oxford Street
What a sight to see
Oxford Martyrs pray for me
Protestants let this be a lesson to you
Your time is
Falling apart right in-front of you
Protestants let this be a lesson to you
Catholics have regained control
Your power is through