letra de (in the wake of) the swollen goat - clutch
no horizon is obscured by the clouds. settlements make nary a sound.
and there were black birds singing and fish floating on the sea.
while the bells of the buoys all rang in harmony.
bury your treasure, burn your crops,
black water rising and it ain’t gonna stop.
the governor he been long gone, anchor dropped on his front lawn.
build a keep and dig a moat, the return of the swollen goat.
can you hear the fife and drums, barnacles barking at the sun.
ain’t no chance, so don’t you try, now everybody got to die.
bury your treasure, burn your crops,
black water rising and it ain’t gonna stop.
we do not desire tributes.
we desire information.
we seek the worm drink who has lately betrayed his nation
albatross on your neck and a hooker on the sh-r-,
dog-men to the deck, there’s a hooker on the
in the wake of the swollen goat
bury your treasure, burn your crops,
black water rising and it ain’t gonna stop.
letras aleatórias
- letra de girassol - ivyson
- letra de буст (boost) - t1de & el joint
- letra de não soube me amar - andder
- letra de hark! the herald angels sing / angels we have heard on high - steve green
- letra de seeds of hate - sworn enemy
- letra de hustle - jle j4y
- letra de nadie - ravnkii
- letra de fleek em - muillet
- letra de lil culture went on a hiatus where the highest place is - lil culture
- letra de demon - bby demon