The Oracles on the Delphi Express - The Dear Hunter

Stick with us, throw your morals out the door

You aren’t in the land of the river and the lake no more

Makeshift schemes, we’ve got plenty here for you

Lock away your dreams and throw away the key

You’ve been stuck in the middle of patience and animosity

With a lust for solidity, and a cryptic history your lucks running thin

Crimson hands, brandish words which masquerade

If you flee from grace your souls can not be saved

This scene shifts, exits illustrate the flood

Don’t be ashamed of your unlawful flaw

When the bombs go off you’ll know right where you are

You’ve been stuck in the middle of patience and animosity

With a lust for solidity, and a cryptic history your lucks running thin

You’ve been stuck in the middle of patience and animosity

With a lust for solidity, and a cryptic history your lucks running thin