letra de behold the grave - dirt poor robins
behold the grave
still as the nighttime
with crimes subdued by the earth above
no prayer can save
god’s deaf to their plight
when debts are drawn nigh
their pleas are shunned
behold them here
these tortured grey folk
no comforts we spoke
could wake them now
from this nightmare
beneath their headstones
last gasp of their hopes
choked by the ground
we glory in our morbid post
for should heaven always contend
with selfish groans from petty ghosts
or the endless l-sts of mortal men
we glory in our morbid post
for should good men be burdened when
the wrath is stoked for h-llish hosts
t’would be better they’re forgotten
behold her face
her beauty fading
a grimace twisting
her wrinckled brow
what horrors chase her
in this dreaming
stop hesitating
the time is now
to draw her out
letras aleatórias
- letra de vacant - cash cobain & chow lee
- letra de sen we śnie - sanah i grzegorz turnau
- letra de feel - bobby bennell
- letra de parque antônio rouco - tarcísio do acordeon
- letra de saline solution - barney durham
- letra de we did - fdot (12anti)
- letra de life - abdul sattar mahomed
- letra de paradox - shadan red
- letra de job well done - tha god fahim
- letra de wi-fi - meyd