180 Avant Garde

Duration

3:37

Genres

Hard Rock

Lyrics

So we start in the middle of our story The hero came to rescue her, battled Lucifer Pulled the baby from the fire of Gamorrah Hands are bound in blood In blood she was a refugee A slave found freedom A harlot found God A moral dial flipped inside of her A 180 avant garde So I start this race once more and again This time my clover’s blessed Hands not bound in blood In blood I was a refugee I found freedom This harlot found God A moral dial flipped inside of me A 180 avant garde 180 avant garde Clover is blessed and pure 180 avant garde Hands not bound in blood 180 avant garde Clover is blessed and pure 180 avant garde Hands not bound in blood