The Nightwatchman - Branding Iron Lyrics

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Branding Iron

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What Are The Lyrics For Branding Iron By The Nightwatchman?
At the textile plant, sixteen dead
There's a hornet's nest inside my head My daughter's gone, she won't be back Behind chained doors, they burned to black Walk down the street to the convenience store I be keeping a secret in my top dresser drawer Red light flashing, siren coming loud The trap is sprung, I greet the crowd I'm a thousand tornadoes screaming across the plains I'm Gabriel's horn on Judgement Day I'm months of darkness, I'm years of rain God's branding iron bares my name I'm making a list and checking it twice You name the place, I name the price If you're feeling lucky, then hold your breath And wave goodbye when nothing's left There is no tether to hold me back There's just one answer, there's just one path There's just one reason, there's just one end There's just regret, there's just revenge Tonight the tower, the bells will chime Clear and true, one final time I'm a thousand tornadoes screaming across the plains I'm Gabriel's horn on Judgement Day I'm months of darkness, I'm years of rain God's branding iron bares my name I'm making a list and checking it twice You name the place, I name the price If you're feeling lucky, then hold your breath And wave goodbye when nothing's left I'm down the street from the convenience store I've been keeping a secret I don't wanna keep anymore I'm months of darkness, I'm years of rain God's branding iron bares my name |
Who Wrote Branding Iron By The Nightwatchman?
Tom Morello
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