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sons of perdition - psalm of withering (demo) كلمات الأغنية

see that girl weeping silent in her cold empty home?
watch her pretty flesh wither and drop from the bone
now smell the tears of that boy as they paint his poor face
his heart stumbles and it falters with complete lack of grace

hear the man cursing softly as he dies in his bed
in the clutches of the cancer that blooms in his head
and feel the soul of that lady get sucked through the gates
though her body treads onward down a path that she hates

now taste the blood on the t__th of the only one you love
yeah, taste the blood on the t__th of the only one you love

well the preacher on sunday, like the farmer on monday
and the shepherd out some other day know they ain’t exempt
so don’t waste time with your tears because it’s worse than you fear
you gotta get right outta town before your own day gets here

sow the grain in the ground that lies so fallow and cold
or it will never be found down there, at row and row
’cause it ain’t gonna see no big harvest this year
because the time to settle debts, it is drawing so near

now taste the blood on the t__th of the only one you love
yeah, taste the blood on the t__th of the only one you love

- sons of perdition

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