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Now your blood travels through the veins of our history
It bursts forth in boiling black clouds from the wrists of kings
Your shadow lengthens as time draws on
It's tendrils creep into mythic cracks, blending with the light of day
We see it now before us, but even so we cannot read the lies between the lines
It bursts forth in boiling black clouds from the wrists of kings
Your shadow lengthens as time draws on
It's tendrils creep into mythic cracks, blending with the light of day
We see it now before us, but even so we cannot read the lies between the lines
Lyrics submitted by GmcG023
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i think it's about the way that historical events become mythologised over time. a person's legacy can become exaggerated, embellished upon, until "we cannot read the lies between the lines" - we cannot know for sure what is the truth.