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Old Saint Vainglory

from The Blacksmith Soul by Balla Dear

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No I don't want this lie to roll over me
I re-fuse to sit on your floor
I'm bound to break down con-ven-tion-ality
And I'm keeping one eye on the door

Well I will not walk in your rambling bramble
Or be part of your darkened dream
I am breaking accord with all you afford
And planting myself up the stream

I dont want the end of the innocent
I want to set my children free
Tear down constraints & the canvas it paints
Whether real or imaginary

For the circle of conciet, is a fulsome malady
I implore you, I entreat, to resist your tragedy
Gotta keep running, in the running, standing fast in
The liberty!

You are low and obscene and plainly seen
Pharisaical to the bone
With an evil eye, swiftly you decry
The rhythm the rhyme of the throne

Lo I cannot abide with hideous pride
I'm a-swingin the axe for the root
"Here lies the Old Saint Vainglory is dead!"
Raise a glass to the blood on my boot

Alas here we are my treacherous friend
Sit down my dear enemy
Its now time for you and I to goodbye
And slay odious sympathy

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from The Blacksmith Soul, released May 3, 2019
Patrick Steele- vocal, guitar, harmonica, bass, drums

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Balla Dear Texas

Songs born out of trial and triumph, Balla Dear explores the dichotomy of the human condition, the physical and the spiritual. From deep in the heart of central Arkansas, Balla Dear muses in the medium of Southern Folk, Country Gospel, and Folk Ballad. The themes are evident; peace and solace amidst one's own undoing. Sacrificial love is by far the greatest gift among men. ... more

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