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joan - lydia the bard lyrics

[verse one]
swords at throats and arrows fly
but the real fight isn’t on the field tonight
soldiers dye the ground carmine
and you’ll lay a palm leaf to cover up the sight

[pre*chorus]
come and kneel to me
oil caged, ordained, here to bring your reckoning
prophecy is born
but soon you’ll doubt and draw your swords
to those your fealty’s sworn

[chorus]
joan, she’s sick, a saint, maybe a witch
too late to choose, now that your tempers lit
the devil spy she’s infiltrated or
a prophet from god here to be our saviour

[verse two]
seize a white dove by her feet
paint her wings in black as you set a ravеns stage
don’t you see her pointed t**th
as hеr jaw retracts
she must be a demons maid
[pre*chorus]
are you scared of me?
i must lie with satan for you to find me threatening
say it’s all my fault
and you’ll go burn a girl or two
so you don’t have to fall

[chorus]
joan, she’s sick, a saint, maybe a witch
too late to choose, now that your temper’s lit
a helpless girl manipulated or
a prophet from god here to be our saviour

[bridge]
maybe she was evil
maybe she was good
maybe you saw a sick young girl and ego overtook
maybe she was a demon
maybe she was divine
maybe you don’t send babes to war to be your holy guide
maybe she was a soldier
maybe she was a blight
maybe she didn’t deserve to die for trying to survive
maybe you were greedy
maybe you were cruel
maybe what we are or aren’t doesn’t matter much at all
[chorus]
joan, she’s sick, a saint, maybe a witch
truly, who knows? but you’ll still go write your script
no say in how her own stories told
so you’ll pick and choose what bits fit into your mould

joan, she’s sick, a saint, maybe a witch
truly, who knows? but you’ll still go write your script
no say in how her own story’s told
so you’ll pick and choose what bits fit into your mould
joan, you were dead the day you came to this world

- lydia the bard lyrics

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