OLD MAN GLOOM Bells Dark Above Our Heads Lyrics
Drones carry my body
to the top of the mountain of gods
carrion circle the corpse
of pale faces ears sewn shut
and poke like fingers towards the waiting sun
and I see the hole in your skull
where your soul leaked out dead
Back to: OLD MAN GLOOM lyrics
to the top of the mountain of gods
carrion circle the corpse
of pale faces ears sewn shut
and poke like fingers towards the waiting sun
and I see the hole in your skull
where your soul leaked out dead
Back to: OLD MAN GLOOM lyrics
These lyrics are not available for printing.
Comments
Bells Dark Above Our Heads received 9 out of 10 based on 28 ratings.
Share OLD MAN GLOOM Bells Dark Above Our Heads lyrics!
