Texty: From First to Last. Mothersound.

Mothersound, what have they done to you?
Your withering away in the cold
Mothersound, once again the world's molested you
And took your soul

I have done this for the sound
Have done this for the sake of you
The sake of me
And you can mark my fucking words
We aren't a mock-supposed to be
We're here to rouse the rabble

Thanks to you, we get our ace fix
For exposing what you are
And what you've done
You've poisoned the litter

No better time than now
To change what has been written
And what has been taught
To those who would not have known better

I have done this for the sound
Have done this for the sake of you
The sake of me
And you can mark my fucking words
We aren't a mock-supposed to be
We're here to rouse the rabble

I have done this for the sound
Have done this for the sake of you
The sake of me
And you can mark my fucking words
We aren't a mock-supposed to be
And we're here to rouse the rabble

I have done this for the sound
Have done this for the sake of you
The sake of me
And you can mark my fucking words
We aren't a mock-supposed to be
And we're here to rouse the rabble