When this freedom stains my coat With the winter in my throat When I'm lost I dig the dirt When I fall I drive the hearse And silence is another
Mammoth to man morbid to god it's coming to take them away Coming in sight viewing in fright say goodbye to today Collecting the living collecting the
the more borders we cross the shorter life seems you start to care more about your health start questioning and i am cursed like Kane to wander these
vatican't city hearse vatican't city hearse (all you need is death death is all you need)
E-evil eye beyond sty and sky E-evil eye beyond sty and sky E-evil eye beyond sty and sky E-evil eye beyond sty and sky Hearse hearse hearse hearse
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I wake up with my shoes on And my whole life thrown around the room And I swear like a sailor As I choke on smoke and cheap perfume I've been here, I'
Feels like drivin' 'round in a slow hearse Feels like drivin' 'round in a slow hearse Feels like drivin' 'round in a slow hearse Feels like drivin' 'round
Deserted again, you speak to me through the shadows Walking in closed rooms using cold words Captured by the night The yearning escapes from my embrace
Silent dance with death, everything is lost Torn by the arrival of autumn The blink of an eye, you know it's me You keep the dagger close at hand And
And as they say, grief is only able to possess. The rotting body clad in ancient clothes is left behind with a wave of the hand. I have gone away. The
And as they say, grief is only able to possess The rotting body clad in ancient clothes Is left behind with a wave of the hand I've gone away, the bed
Red sun rising somewhere through the dense fog. The portrait of the jaded dawn who had seen it all before. This day wept on my shoulders. Still the same
There it was. The final destiny. A sunrise that never came, still the night lamp that never faded away. Farewell was the word, and the afterglow was the
White summer So far I have gone to see you again Hiding your face in the palm of your hands Finding solace in the words I do despise You snatch at every
A morning in magenta, the petals fed from the dew. She held her breath for a moment, to pause off the stream. Still clinging to vast, old memories. And
It was me, peering through the looking-glass. Beyond the embrace of Christ. Like the secret face within the tapestry. Like a bird of prey over the crest
