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Fertile Soil Video (MV)




Performed By: FIRELOCK
Language: English
Length: 4:09
Written by: Shad Chancey




FIRELOCK - Fertile Soil Lyrics
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The McCoy's and the Hatfields
Load up our shotguns
50 states fault line earthquakes
Fall into the sun
Black smoke a rising
Blood begins to boil
Sanctified
Dried Elk Rawhide
Falls to fertile soil
He sinks to rest
On the billow's breast
The Howling Blast
As it rushes past
Lay thy burdens down
Wash away the silent sounds
Of your sorrows
Where is the horse
What's come of the rider
Where is the giver of Treasures
Bring forth the pillage
Thyself I fain to know
Eric the Red
Will have your head
Knee deep in bloody snow
The empty stench of death
So deep within his skin
Exiled from his farm
Then headed to Iceland
He sinks to rest
On the billow's breast
The Howling Blast
As it rushes past
Lay thy burdens down
Wash away the silent sounds
Of your sorrows
Where is the horse
What's come of the rider
Where is the giver of treasures
Ulysses S Grant
Acquired Jeff Davis
Most used horse in the union force
Led the army in the Civil War
Confederate cannons shot
Exploding into fire
Jeff reared back
Got tangled up
In telegraph wire
He sinks to rest
On the billow's breast
The Howling Blast
As it rushes past
Lay thy burdens down
Wash away the silent sounds
Of your sorrows
Where is the horse
What's come of the rider
Where is the giver of treasures
Lay thy burdens down
Wash away the silent sounds
Of your sorrows
Where is the horse
What's come of the rider
Where is the giver of treasures
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The McCoy's and the Hatfields
Load up our shotguns
50 states fault line earthquakes
Fall into the sun
Black smoke a rising
Blood begins to boil
Sanctified
Dried Elk Rawhide
Falls to fertile soil
He sinks to rest
On the billow's breast
The Howling Blast
As it rushes past
Lay thy burdens down
Wash away the silent sounds
Of your sorrows
Where is the horse
What's come of the rider
Where is the giver of Treasures
Bring forth the pillage
Thyself I fain to know
Eric the Red
Will have your head
Knee deep in bloody snow
The empty stench of death
So deep within his skin
Exiled from his farm
Then headed to Iceland
He sinks to rest
On the billow's breast
The Howling Blast
As it rushes past
Lay thy burdens down
Wash away the silent sounds
Of your sorrows
Where is the horse
What's come of the rider
Where is the giver of treasures
Ulysses S Grant
Acquired Jeff Davis
Most used horse in the union force
Led the army in the Civil War
Confederate cannons shot
Exploding into fire
Jeff reared back
Got tangled up
In telegraph wire
He sinks to rest
On the billow's breast
The Howling Blast
As it rushes past
Lay thy burdens down
Wash away the silent sounds
Of your sorrows
Where is the horse
What's come of the rider
Where is the giver of treasures
Lay thy burdens down
Wash away the silent sounds
Of your sorrows
Where is the horse
What's come of the rider
Where is the giver of treasures
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Writer: Shad Chancey
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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