Capture your souls with a vengeful fist I will hunt down and conquer Send your best to the grave For your crime I've suffered I lurk in the shadows Entombed
knees to pray Wont you put my girl in a grave Wont you put my girl in a grave Wont you put my girl in a grave Wont you put my girl in a grave
a broken blue note. Tar pit escape artist carcass linger in the bull doze. Rose radio Lazarus via linear bark screaming 'I'm back to kill the video star
promise to kill everything. We lit this valley with atomic power, But the lights went down in the closing hour yesterday. And ghosty Bonny spins atop her grave
the wings from a butterfly, the stage is set, don't forget to breathe, between lines if the whole world dies, then it's safe to take the stage, these graves
The stage is set, the stage is set Don't forget to breathe between the lines If the whole world dies then it's safe, to take the stage These graves
, waxing bucolic shivering and homesick staring at a wooden floor staring at a wooden floor last night I nearly killed myself chasing rum with rum there were crows
A Venus Mantrap my appetite whetted, storm crows wheeled At the blurred edges or reason till I was fulfilled Whores d'oeuvres eaten, I tucked her into A grave
found Kasso killer, long live the new flesh Kasso killer, long live the new flesh Kasso killer, long live the new flesh Kasso killer, long live the
found Kasso killer... long live the new flesh, kasso killer... long live the new flesh Kasso killer... long live the new flesh, kasso killer... long
in flames Come, join the War Party And see exotic lands Your blood has stained the desert sands I hear your body burning A piping and piteous sound The crows
echoes of their cries, the dirge of a now lost breed Flesh ripped from the sacred bones Set free by the ravenous hunger of crows Broken wings drenched
the cold center of hate It burns clean and kills the pain It'll cut you open and spit in your eyes A foul spectacle to behold A beckoning shape A crow
you need me you should try" And 'm blind (Can't find a way) I'll follow the cawing crow In the night (Can't find a way) I'll follow the cawing crow
alcoholic, waxing bucolic shivering and homesick staring at a wooden floor staring at a wooden floor last night I nearly killed myself chasing rum with rum there were crows
will hunt down and conquer Send your best to the grave For your crime they all will pay I lurk in the shadows entombed in spite filled rage No Crow
sin, a Venus Mantrap My appetite whetted, storm crows wheeled At the blurred edges or reason 'til I was fulfilled Whors d'oeuvres eaten, I tucked Her into A grave
uno Smokin' a broken Blue Note Tar pit escape artist carcass, linger in the blue doze Rose radio Lazarus via linear bark screaming "I'm back to kill the