Lyric Context Universe
Everyone's death is on his head
In deference, it was self-defense
Baby's scream the hands they clap
Everyone's death is on his head
In deference, it was self-defense
Baby's scream the hands they clap
and the morning star s hiding
in deference to mars
it's no time for compromising
and the morning star s hiding
in deference to mars
it's no time for compromising
and the morning star s hiding
in deference to mars
it's no time for compromising
and the morning star s hiding
in deference to mars
it's no time for compromising