[ti:Conquest Of Bread] [ar:Blackbird Raum] [al:Under The Starling Host] [by:李泽昊] [00:00.00]Blackbird Raum - Conquest Of Bread [00:01.00]LRC by lzh, from jiangxi pingxiang [00:02.00]@ www.1ting.com @ [01:49.09][00:03.00] [00:03.81]wide eyes under water salt burns them open [00:07.84]keep hold of the rope keep on looking [00:11.49]crumbs from the table kept us diving under [00:15.33]but there's nothing left in the ocean [00:19.29]pull in the rope [00:22.82]half drowned and wet holding nothing [00:26.83]chocking on hope [00:30.57]the hands down our throats are such kind ones [00:34.92]its the heaviest load but that's not my cross to carry [00:43.14]empty bottle hands and they hold nothing [00:48.80]cut these cobweb chains for they hold nothing [00:54.92]toss some silver across to me a lead life ring to throw the drowning [01:02.48]stopped halfway to the falling gate a lead life ring to throw the drowning [01:10.17]cook sold the meals exchanged it for a horse [01:13.71]which was carried for miles by the small ones [01:17.66]crippled of fingers stealing a crust of bread [01:21.47]make for the door hiding something [01:25.35]leaving our hope [01:28.96]replaced with self hating and loathing [01:32.94]choking on dope [01:36.77]the wine down our throats keeps us silent [01:40.69]tell me what you are hiding from [01:45.09]its dark in here I'd rather not say