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The Builders And The Butchers
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Watching The World
I'll wait until my lungs are still Im writing up my final will And every breath I take will turn to dust Like bones under the bastard sun A shaking hand a loaded gun and all the train cars slowly turn to rust Oh your choking down your final bitter pill Im sitting on top a hill, sitting on top of a hill to watch the world burn Watch the world burn x2
No stopping til you reach the goal of saving every sorry soul A priest is just a salesman dressed in black And the words a falling from your pen you might not speak them out again But you sure as hell can't ever take em back
Oh your sweating bullets only standing still Im sitting on top…..
I'll wait until my lungs are still もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com Im writing up my final will And every breath I take will turn to dust And the bones are showing neith your skin You'll never see your home again Your broken bones are scattered in the mud Oh your choking down your final bitter pill
No stopping til you reach the goal Of a million sheep in to the fold A priest is just a shepherd dressed in black And the words are falling from your pen You'll never speak them out again And your words will have you strung up on the rack
And your sweating bullets only standing still Im sitting on top….. 4X
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