Clutch - Guild Of Mute Assa**ins lyrics

Organ Grinder's Henchmen Shaking Their Coins In Time- "Guild Of Mute Assa**ins Will Convene At A Quarter To Nine." Behind The Court House Atop A Scaffold Stands A Man With A Bag For A Face, "You Will Not Have Learned Until I Return To Give My Executioner The Chase." The Swinging Of Its Censers, The Silence Of Its Members Oh, The Guild Of Mute Assa**ins From The Places In-Between That Are So Seldom Seen Oh, The Guild Of Mute Assa**ins. Widow In The Furrow With Thimbles Hasn't Seen Her Face In Years Kneels Into A Puddled Reflection To Find It Is Just As She's Feared. In The Garden The Archangel, Sword Above His Head, "You Will Not Return Until You Have Learned What You've Forfeited." The Swinging Of Its Censers, The Silence Of Its Members Oh, The Guild Of Mute Assa**ins From The Places In-Between That Are So Seldom Seen Oh, The Guild Of Mute Assa**ins. Baby On A Threshold With Silver. Breath Rises From Its Lips Beam Of Yellow Light From A Doorway And The Figure Of A Silhouette. In The Cradle A Wood Stiletto Rattles Like A Barrel Of Bones. Another Journeyman With Pa**ion Silently Recites The Oath. The Swinging Of Its Censers, The Silence Of Its Members Oh, The Guild Of Mute Assa**ins From The Places In-Between That Are So Seldom Seen Oh, The Guild Of Mute Assa**ins.